This choice: Stuff Julie, then eat her now! • Go Back...Chapter #5Stretching a little more... by: Unknown With that, Sophie vanished into the hall. Julie continued lifting, almost mindlessly, the syrup-covered fork to her mouth. Her eyes stayed mesmerized by the fixed by the tv while the waffles rapidly began to erode beneath her.
With no one else in the room, Julie's table manners vanished as hunk after hunk of moist dough was carried to her open mouth. Speckled droplets were on her shirt, but her teeth kept chewing, oblivious to the wet strands dangling from her chin.
The sound of scraping metal finally ceased as Julie laid back and worked to finish her mouthful. No sooner did she sigh with relief did Sophie suddenly appear in the doorway, a giant steaming plate in her hand.
"Hope you still have room for pancakes!" Sophie chirped.
Sighing with despair, Julie stared back at her rounded stomach, which was causing creases to deepen on the sides of her shirt.
"I'm not sure this is a good idea." she said, burping.
"Aww, why not? I worked so hard to make these." Sophie sat the plate on the table, right beside Julie's strewn feet.
"Yeah, I know sweetie, but I already ate 3 plates and my stomach is starting to get big." Julie's hand slid down to the slope of her midsection. Her mouth was still glistening with syrup.
"OK, I'll make a deal with you. Let's see how much of this you can eat, and I'll try finishing just as much. Whoever wins gets to keep my favorite pink top (you know, the one you like so much?).
"Alright," Julie grinned. "but please don't make me go overboard. I have to go to work later and you're going to give me a stomachache."
"I promise." Sophie guided a fork toward her friend's lips. Julie licked the corners of her mouth to no avail; the syrup would not be removed. A quivering slab of butter dripped off the fork and onto Julie's shirt as her mouth closed around it.
"How's it taste?"
"Incredible. More."
The mountain of pancakes eroded bit by bit, while the curve of Julie's stomach continued to bulge.
"Mmm, I know we've just started, but this is already too much." Her shirt tugged upward and her navel slumped out, like a sunbeam through window blinds.
"But there's still these left..." The teeth of the fork caressed her bottom lip.
"You know I can't resist apple cobbler..." The dessert left its tin nest with the help of a metal fork, which carried its contents to their new home.
"There's a lot I know you can't resist." Sophie leaned over her friend's belly to deliver the forkful, giving her a perfect view of a button popping on Julie's denim shorts.
"Such as?" The strain of flab against fabric grew more pained with each breath.
"Tee hee...I thought you said it was too much already?" Sophie broke out into girlish giggling as she dangled the fork over Julie's mouth, only to pull it away at the last second.
""I won't be able to fit into that pink top after I win." Unable to cover her mouth, she belched into the open air. BURP...is it gone already?"
"All done. No more."
Sinking her head into the couch cushion, Julie let out a pained moan. Her bloated stomach did the same.
"It's just as well. I'm sooo full."
"Oh I didn't say we were OUT of food. I just ran out of pancakes." She pushed a powdered donut up to Julie's lips, forcing her to chew.
"Mmph....I think I'm done after this." Squirming on the couch, her shirt continued to ride up, fully exposing her belly as it ballooned.
"How disappointing." Belly fat pushed against the waistline of Julie's shorts until they started to creak.
"Maybe just a bit more..." She lazily opened wide for the third donut, quietly munching while another one loomed centimeters away.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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