2 for 1

Yesterday, after already pigging her way through the day snacking on crisps, yogurts and chocolate, having two oven pizzas at lunch, and powering through a 6 pack of Pepsi, she decided last night that she couldn’t be bothered with cooking the kievs we had in the fridge and instead she fancied dominos as it was 2 for 1 night. It was less than a week since she last helped herself to a gluttonous feast from dominos and only 2 nights since she forced down a 1,600 calorie dinner at chiquitos,  and here she was wanting a massive pizza for herself. Who am I to argue?

She was really hungry when it turned up, she was exhausted and lounging on the sofa when I got the door for the delivery. I estimate she’d had 2000-2500 calories but with literally all of it being junk food she had no energy left. She had ordered a stuffed crust pepperoni pizza and a cinnamon dipper dessert, these on their own come to a whopping 2,976 calories but she topped them off with more Pepsi, ice cream and ice lollies.

When she finished the pizza, before me with a thin crust one I might add, I had to double take... she hadn’t left a slice! Normally she gives up and leaves a couple of pieces, sometimes half a pizza if she’s had a filling day, but she cleared the lot. She was still fully clothed at this point in her tank top and black leggings and I could see how the leggings were digging in and forming a double belly. She was still chewing the pizza when she leaned over the cinnamon dipper bread and started to tuck in. She polished off the lot including the entire tub of icing dip, then she sort of stopped and it hit her just how full she was.

I’d finished eating at this point and she moaned and asked me to get her more Pepsi and an ice lolly. She carefully leaned back and I helped her uncover her now massive, bloated stomach. She’s heavier than she’s ever been before and it shows. Her skin was stretched, red stretch marks all over and one dark, deep one down the middle by her belly button. She could pass for pregnant. I rubbed it gently and it was packed solid and rock hard. I asked if she could handle some ice cream, there was a half tub of cookie dough left and she just moaned.

‘That’s not a no’ I told her and went to get it. She just moaned louder.

I put the open tub in one of her hands and the spoon in another and didn’t even have to say anything, she just looked at me, cross but defeated, and started to eat.

She finished the tub and almost dropped it and the spoon on the coffee table in exhaustion. As she leaned forward she placed just enough pressure on her gut to slightly puke in her mouth and she coughed and flopped straight back, clutching her stomach with both hands.

‘I hope you’re happy’ she finally said when she had composed herself.

I was. Very!

We watched some tv and then played video games, she remained fused to the sofa until bedtime. Surprisingly she got up on her own and waddled up to bed. She bypassed her bath, saying she was just too tired, and climbed into bed with me naked. Her belly was gigantic and she honestly looked like she was carrying. I immediately started to fondle and play with it and she told me no, no sex, leave it alone, it’s too full.

I was hard all night.

Around 1am she randomly puked in her mouth, she was just that full still that somehow she had rolled onto her huge belly and squashed it. She sat up, coughing, drank from the can of Pepsi she had by the bed and went back to sleep.

This morning I got me some, the belly was still enormous and bloated only now she could breathe without gasping for air.

It’s continued today, she’s been eating more pizza 😂