For me there was nothing quite like the feeling of a full stomach, so maybe you can imagine how I felt after eating an entire cheesecake. I've been in a state close to an absolute bliss. I'm not sure if I ever in my short life felt this good. I rubbed my distended stomach. The fact that we were still inside the buffet was the only reason why I didn't moan in pleasure.
"I still can't believe you made me eat the whole freaking cake!" I complained loudly.
"I still can't believe you actually ate it!" Becca's voice was filled with awe.
"Just look at this gut!" I poked the exposed flesh of my bloated stomach. "There's no way I can pull my shirt over this thing. I can't walk in public all the way home like this!"
"I don't think you'll have any other choice..." Becca stated matter-of-factly and I knew she was right.
Half an hour later we were on our way to my father's flat. We weren't ready to say our goodbyes just yet and so we decided to hangout instead and dad's place was the ideal spot to do so. The fact it was also the closest to the buffet was just a nice bonus.
I was skipping along the way in childlike glee, which was quite an impressive feat considering how full and how expanded my midsection was. Usually after a large meal like this I was lethargic and sleepy, this day however was quite different. I don't know if it was because of the nice warm weather or the pleasant breeze on the exposed skin of my overfilled belly. Maybe it was the fact that I was reunited with my closest friend. Perhaps it was everything put together. Whatever the reason was it left me in better careless mood and with more energy than I had in a while. "People are staring at us!" I giggled.
"Don't be so modest. They are staring at you." Becca said walking fast to keep up with me, her breasts jiggling wildly.
"Yeah, I know. They would be staring at both of us if you flashed your tits at them!"
"I am not flashing my tits!" Becca exclaimed indignantly. "What is wrong with you?"
"Don't know." I said laughing. "Sugar high?" Mischievous grin spread over my face as a silly idea formed in my mind. I made two quick steps and belly first I bumped into Becca. Poor little Becca surprised by the sudden impact of a larger and heavier body stumbled and struggled to keep her balance, causing an earthquake on her sizeable chest. I couldn't help but stare at her majestic bosom as it wobbled for a few seconds before coming to a halt.
"Oh, give me a break you big child! I'm too full to fool around." Becca puffed out, hand placed on her swollen belly. "If I wanted to deal with little kids I could go home and babysit my brother!"
"Oh, you're such a buzz kill." I whined in a faked disappointment. Watching the curve of Becca's breasts heaving up and down with her every breath already shifted my attention elsewhere. Why was it so fascinating to me?
"You can stare at them all you want, I'm still not flashing them."
Caught staring I blushed a little in embarrassment.
We finally arrived at our destination. As I said before, my father's flat was the perfect place to spend time in. My dad... I don't think he dated anyone since the divorce. And I think he was fine with it. As a result his home turned into somewhat of an introvert's heaven. Despite his age, my dad liked to play video games. It was one of those things that were driving mom crazy when they were still together. For dad and me, it was a much welcomed common ground that made us closer.
"So what do you want to watch?" Becca shouted from the living room.
"Just choose something." I yelled back from a different room, struggling to get out of the uncomfortable skintight jeans. Now if I could find something with elastic band...
I was striding through my room with determination. I didn't spend much time here during the summer, but I knew I left something in here. I had this weird habit to make stashes of snacks wherever I was spending time for a longer time periods and my dad's place wasn't an exception. After opening my drawer where I kept my underwear I shouted. "Eureka!"
I emerged from my room changed into my sweatpants that were also feeling a bit tighter than they used to, carrying three large bags of chips and a handful of chocolate bars.
"Are you sure you want to eat more?" Becca asked me looking at the chips. "You're looking seriously preggers right now..."
Looking down at my protruding belly I knew she was right. With my distinctive physique I probably could pass for a pregnant lady even with an empty stomach, now with my middle swollen from the large amount of food I ate earlier at the buffet, I definitely looked more like a pregnant person rather than just a fat one.
"Besides, you just ate that huge cheesecake!" Becca added. "Aren't you full?"
I shrugged. "Not really?" I said unsure, surprising even myself. "Not anymore... It's just a little snack anyway. Why would anyone even want to watch a movie without snacks?" I lowered my plush posterior onto the couch and tore one of the bags of chips open, digging in immediately. "Help yourself." I said with mouth full with chips.
I honestly cannot say what movie we were watching. With me more concerned about my snacks, the movie turned into a blur. My appetite was getting larger day by day and I did nothing to contain it. Too greedy to stop stuffing my face I kept eating, munching loudly. I knew I got a few glances from Becca, but it meant very little to me at the time.
By the time the movie was reaching its final five minutes, all the treats were gone, packed tightly in my stomach. I wasn't sure if Becca had anything or if I ate it all on my own. I leaned back and rubbed my round midsection and let out a satisfied moan. I was so stuffed I couldn't possibly eat another bite. Too full to think clearly, my mind was getting hazy.
Becca gazed at my globular gut that was bulging over the waistband of my sweats. "I never stood a chance in that buffet, did I?" She shook her head. "No wonder you're getting so fat!"
