Now that your big as your Dad body is dressed you decide you better have something to eat. You know your Dad can put away a lot, so you decide to hit your kitchen. If a massive amount of food disappears you can blame it on your Dad or brother Mike. You grin and head out of your room and down the stairs. Your gut bounces and shakes and the steps groan under your weight just like they do for your Dad. You walk into the kitchen and feel like a kid in a candy store and open up the fridge and spot the leftover chicken and ham from last night and the night before, as well as some mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables and a big bowl of noodles. You grab all of the leftovers and place them on the living room table and grab a fork and knife and turn on the TV and start gorging.
After 30minutes of eating you lean back and you're done. Your stomach is extremely full and feels like your shirt is going to rip again. You reach down and unbutton your shorts and lift up your shirt to give yourself some breathing room. You then lean back and begin rubbing your massive belly.
It feels like you've been rubbing your belly for a good 5 minutes when a voice brings you back to reality. But who's voice is it?
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