7/20

People have been asking for stories from my perspective so here ya go!! Enjoy :)

So I ordered an xl pizza… again. This is the third night in a row that i’ve stuffed my belly beyond recognition and it’s really starting to show. I’d worry about my weight but I’m starving and I don’t want my delicious pizza to get cold. The first three slices I’m ravenous, scarfing it down like a wild animal. It’s honestly too hot to be eating yet but the need to be massive and round outweighs the pain of burning my tongue. Slice by slice I start to slow down. My belly starts to get full but my greediness wins and I keep eating. I can feel my bulging stomach start to press against my pants and eventually I have to unbutton them. At some point my heavy expanding belly starts to spill into my lap weighing down on my growing thighs. By the fifth slice I could just quit and call it a night. Any normal person would but if there’s only three slices left then why not finish them? I’m already past the half way mark so it’s best to just push through.  A smaller pizza would be easier. By the fifth slice of a medium pizza I’m still in the zone but with the extra four inches all around, I fill up faster. Most pizza places will tell you that an xl pizza could feed up to six people so by now i’ve eaten well over the amount that I should have. My belly is swollen and aching. I can feel the food pushing out of my sides making me look like a beach ball. The 2L of soda i’ve been drinking to help get the pizza down is doing nothing but blow me up like a balloon. One more slice down and I’m very full. My shirt won’t even pull down over my massive gut anymore but I can’t stop with only two slices left. I take a quick break and then I’m back at it. Another slice down and my belly is rock hard. It’s packed so full of food that it doesn’t even jiggle anymore. My organs are all being pushed out of the way to make room for the incredible amount of food that I’ve continued to stuff into my stretching belly. I couldn’t possibly give up with just one little slice left so I force it down. Even completely stuffed it still tastes so good. My overfed belly is begging me to stop but I know I can’t until it’s all gone. Finally as I’m just about to burst open with this empty pizza box sitting right in front of me I start to crave something sweet. Getting up out of my chair is a battle because my engorged stomach is weighing me down. When I finally get up it’s a slow jiggly waddle to the cookies I’ve been eyeing all night. I make it back to my chair with arms full of cookies, milk, and some ice cream just for good measure. Four cookies and a quart of milk go down the hatch and by now my distended belly is pressed up against the table straining for more room. I shouldn’t keep eating but the ice cream is starting to melt and there’s no way I’ll be able to stand again until some of this food digests, so I eat it. I eat all of it. I eat every last cookie, every bite of ice cream, and wash it down with every last drop of milk. By now I’ve expanded so much that it hurts. My skin is pulled tight around my belly that’s one second away from exploding. The chair I’ve been stuffing myself in all night is no longer comfortable now that I’ve blown up into this massive blimp but I can’t even move. I’m moaning and burping uncontrollably while I rub my humongous food baby trying to ease the massive bellyache I’ve given myself. After a while I’m able to hoist myself up. I waddle myself over to the couch and plop myself down but not before grabbing a snack on the way over. I may look like I’m nine months pregnant right now but I know I’ll be hungry again soon. Laying down feels so much better. My belly pokes straight up into the air, still so so full of fattening food. I flick on the tv and mindlessly start to munch on my snacks. Before I know it I’ve eaten family sized amounts of food and my belly is even bigger than before which I didn’t even think was possible. I’m so swollen and fat and there’s nothing I can do about it. I’m stuck on the couch unable to sit up or reach around my unbelievably full gut so I just lay there moaning about how stuffed I am and rubbing my round firm painfully packed belly.