Despite having eaten all those bags of chips, when Lancer squeezed into his car his stomach let out another hungry growl. Mr. Lancer felt as if he would pass out from hunger before making it home, so he decided to pull into the drive in. He ordered 6 cheeseburgers, 3 large fries, 2 chicken sandwiches, 4 sundaes and 2 large cokes. On the way back he munched on his feast, unable to hold back. When he pulled up at his house he had eaten 2 burgers, 1 of the fries and half a coke.
Lancer unbuckled his seat belt, sighing in relief as the pressure was taken off his belly. He rushed inside as fast as his girth would let him and immediately threw himself onto the couch and pulled up a table upon which he laid his food. Seeing as nobody was around, he slipped off his shirt, letting his gut flop out. Looking down at it Lancer noticed how it strained against the button of his pants, so he unbuttoned it and let his gut free. From there he went about devouring his food, consuming half a burger in a single bite. Each time a massive chunk of greasy food slid down into his belly it added a growing pressure that felt beyond sublime to him and caused him to crave more, more more!
Quickly the pile dwindled down. Lancer laid back onto his couch and rubbed his swollen belly, sinking his fingers into the softness that was now firm from being stuffed. He looked at it, finding himself surprisingly pleased with how much it had grown. Each added pound, along with the grease and crumbs on his belly, was like a trophy of the gluttony he was so very fond of. After 10 minutes of rubbing his belly, Lancer looked up. He suddenly felt...
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