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"I guess I'll have to call in a meal..." Rachael said. She went through the numbers stored in her cell phone, and wondered who would be her next meal.
"Hhhmm... Jeanette?" she wondered. Jeanie was kind of a pain to her lately. But as she thought about how easily it would be to glup down her slim form, she got a sharp hunger pain as her belly let out a low, rolling grumble that nearly made it quake. Her belly had already flattened a bit, but had definitely gotten wider. She seemed to have finished digesting her first roomie and already gained some weight because of it.
"R-Rach..." Laruen mumbled from inside the stomach. "W-what's going on?"
"Don't worry," Rachael cooed as she rubbed her belly where she guessed Lauren was. "It will all be over soon."
Rachael thought about her situation. How long before Lauren became nothing more than some love handles and thigh flab? And then, wouldn't she be even hungrier? How would she fill her greatly expanded stomach with Lauren gone?
She would have to call the fattest person she knew. Somehow she knew that eating overweight people was the only way she could keep herself fed and stop from becoming a crazed eating machine.
She found Heather's number. Ah yes, Heather. She licked her lips and drooled. Heather was a well-fed, pear-shaped redhead who loved to eat and was easily over 300 pounds.
"Hello? Heather? Could you come over, I think you forgot something here."
Rachael's eager smile turned into a frown.
"What do you mean you don't feel like moving? Get your fat, lazy butt over here, it's important!"
Rachael began to worry. She could feel herself getting fatter, which meant digestion, and soon, more hunger.
"Uh... I could cook my famous lasagna, or order some Chinese..."
"BERIGHTOVER" the voice on the other line blurted out before it cut off.
Rachael smiled smugly and hung up. With her still-stuffed belly and increasing weight, moving was still difficult, but since her digestion had shifted some of it from her stomach and to the rest of her body, things were getting easier.
As she stood up, she rubbed her big tummy. No more kicks or moans coming from inside.
"Goodbye Lauren," she patted her new flab. "Hellooooo Heather!"
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