Irisa shuffled into her bedroom one evening. In her right hand was an enormous paper cup still half full of chocolate milkshake. She groaned as she kicked off her shoes. Her overstuffed tummy whined in protest as it struggled to digest the double cheeseburger and fries she sucked down an hour ago. Irisa ignored it just like she ignored the nagging pressure of her stomach against the button of her jeans.
A few friends and her went out for burgers that day. Irisa joined them and spoiled herself. She deserved it, after all. It was a a treat for herself for having lost weight, much like the two boxes of cookies she devoured for dessert the night before. And the entire box of cereal she had for breakfast Irisa the day before that. And the half gallon of birthday cake ice cream she had the day before that.
Full and tired, the girl just wanted to strip down to her underwear and collapse on her bed.
Not without finishing her shake, though.
Irisa took a deep breath and started to suck. Thankfully, the sweet concoction wasn't that cold anymore so the girl could drink away with any brain freeze. As she drank, she heard her stomach gurgle and sigh. Pressed continued to build, but Irisa kept drinking and drinking an-
pank
She stopped. Irisa something bounce off her bedroom wall and into a far away corner. Suddenly, she noticed that they pressure in her jeans had vanished. Looking down, the girl saw her ballooned-up belly and the open flaps of her jeans.
Her cheeks turned crimson. "Did...did I just pop my jeans?" she asked herself. "Oh my God, I totally did! I...this is...oh...I just..." Irisa started stammering. She wasn't sure quite how to feel. There was a sudden mix of emotions inside her. Guilt, shame, excitement, curiosity. All that swirled inside her until she calmed down and realized that she ultimately felt...
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