Ben was a sports jock at his school. Everything about him was centered around his physical state.He worked out constantly and was the most muscled person in his class, constantly showing off his biceps or pulling up his shirt to show his Six-pack.
It was off season for him so he didn't have much of an incentive to work out and had gone off course a little bit with his diet. The last night at dinner his family was out doing something he didn't join in on, so he ate by himself. He searched the fridge and couldn't decide what he wanted so he just pulled out everything and ate as much of it as he felt like. By the end, he'd eaten a weeks worth of leftovers and drank a two-liter of soda.
He groaned as his stomach swelled and churned. He was uncomfortable in his clothes and his family wasn't going to be back until much later so he stripped down to his briefs and layed on the couch. He sat up and looked at his bloated gut, pressing against it. He stood up and looked in a mirror, shaking it around to hear the sloshing noises it made.
Then he remembered his mom had bought a three-quart bucket of ice cream the day before so she wouldn't have to go shopping for more anytime soon. She probably wouldn't notice if it went missing since she'd only bought it a while ago. He'd just say it was never there.
He stumbled to the freezer where he pulled it out, opened the lid, and started eating with an ice cream scoop. After about 20 minutes it was empty and his belly was full to bursting. He let out a mighty belch and went back to his room where he fell asleep on his bed.
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