Meg thought that since Connie was going to be dead in a couple hours, she might as well make Connie suffer. She saw the vending machines up ahead and thought of a new way to torture Connie. She waddled towards the machines and rammed her gut into them. Since it was so big she barely felt it and made the machines spill out candy and soda.
"So you like throwing up? Well you're going to barf after this." said Meg to her gut. Popping open several soda can she drank can after can and filled her belly with the bubbly drink. In between cans, she opened up a bag of chips or candy and stuffed it into her mouth. Meg hoped that this way, Connie would die while being buried under chewed up food and sticky soda. Meg thought she felt Connie squirm but it could have been gas, not that cared. As Meg chomped on candy, her ass slowly expanded and her belly grew. Her hips widened and her breasts became B-cups and her clothes began to stretch out.
"Hmmm, I hope you're suffering Connie." thought Meg as she guzzled down a soda. Meg occasionally burped loudly from all the soda to relieve the pressure inside her. She was worried that someone see her but as she grew fatter she realized it didn't matter. Meg ate a girl, and could do it again if she wanted to. As she finished a candy bar and reached 328 pounds, Meg realized that she could revenge on all the people who made her life a living hell. From the other popular kids Connie hung out with to her abusive family. The thought made her smile as her stomach swished from all the soda she drank.
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