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When you have a Djinn to grant your every wish, It can get pretty wild!

This choice: you'll create lots of food here?  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

The feast

    by: boywithpen Author IconMail Icon
"So you can just make lots of food here and I don't have to go anywhere?"

"Yup, just name what exactly what you want, oh and by the way you still have the appetite of a little 4 year old; shall I spice your appetite up?"

"Oh yes please and while you do that how about a little food, um let me think. Maybe some chocolate cakes and pastries full of fat and calories. And wait; maybe some double cheese burgers and fries too. Toss in some donuts and I guess were good for now.”

‘You know that isn’t very much food at all…”

“OK then, maybe have them on plates that never get empty. Ok”

“Oh yes sir that sounds grand, on your command.”

“Ok now!”

All of the sudden the room changed drastically. The couch became comfier and a huge table, perfect for my height appeared just in front of me. And on the table was more plates than I could count. Full of scrumptious pastries, cakes, donuts, and most important, mountains of cheese burgers. Chocolate cakes, chocolate chip cookies, jelly and crème filled foods all made my mouth water like a dog. All of the sudden I felt like I had not eaten in years. My tongue swelled up and I started to sweat just looking at all the food.
Without warning I jumped forward with just my hand and stuffed a handful of chocolate cake in my mouth. The icing made my fingers sticky and some caked dropped on my huge gut. I also noticed I was in different clothes. I was wearing jeans and a plain t shirt. No matter I was wrapped up in all the food. Cookie after cookie dived into my mouth.
Cheese and burger grease all over my cheeks. I hardly noticed that the genie was still there until he interrupter me to say.

“It looks like you are enjoying your self there”

I merely nodded and stuffed a donut square in to my greedy face. The pressure in my jeans felt good then all of the sudden I felt a sharp and quick tug and the button on my jeans came loose and my belly, now free of the tight constraints, lunged forward and unzipped my zipper. Also my shirt was riding up on my gut that had grown and become bloated since I started the feast.

“I see you can not fit in your clothes anymore, shall I give you some bigger ones.”

Again I just nodded, chewed my food then said.

“That’s enough for now, but can you please whip up some more jeans or something?”

“Yes, I see your gluttony has become greater.”

“Thanks I guess, well for now could you change the house back for now?”

“And you, as well?”

“No leave me the way I am for now.”

‘Yes – and presto! Your room is now back to normal> And I gave you some nice jeans, a belt, and a nice button down shirt.”

“Thank you, I feel like a sleep – zzzzz.”

Later he woke up with a strange hunger. His belly also hung over his tight jeans and swayed side to side when he waddled. The genie seemed to be a bad judge of size because the belt was on its last rung and still very tight, the pants were also tight and constricted his huge soft belly. His shirt hopelessly tried to cover his mountain of a stomach. It looked like a mushy oversized meatball. His gut was jutting out just waiting to pop the button of these jeans. His gut was out more than it was wide, but his shirt looked like a bandana trying to cover a boulder. He had to undo the top two buttons because it was just too tight. Now he wished he had told the genie his sizes. Now awake he waddled out the door, looking for the genie. He slowly bustled down stairs, the stairs made a long yearning sound every time he stepped. As soon as he got down the stairs, which seemed like forever, he had to sit on there nearby couch. He now felt the pressure of the belt and his massive gut being pulled and tamed back. All of the sudden the pressure seemed to melt away as the belt snapped clear in half from the pressure.

“Boy this feels great.” He thought to himself.

“You seem like your enjoying yourself,” the genie said seeming to appear out of no wear, “What shall I do next?”

“Whoa, didn’t see you there, now that you ask we could…
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