Gwen staggered back to her hotel, only a few blocks but it felt like forever. On the elevator she let out a large burp. She wrinkled her nose at the smell and was happy to be alone. She fumbled with the button on her shorts and let them slide off. As the elevator door opened she turned and looked at her shorts. She knew there was no way she could bend over and get them so she left them behind. It felt funny to her, her ass jiggled but her stuffed belly stayed still as she slowly walked to her room and passed out on the bed.
In the morning Gwen groggily opened her eyes and rolled over. She was met with a strange resistance and her eyes flew open. It turned out not to be attacking villains or a prank by someone but her new tummy. She looked down and poked it. Her finger went down and halfway buried in flab. She went to the scale and mustered her courage to take a peek. 135, fifteen pounds gained on vacation so far. She couldn't believe it. She looked in the mirror and saw that her hourglass was quickly turning into an apple. Her belly had absorbed all of that new ten pounds.
'Ugh, and all I want is more of that buffet food. It was so good!' Gwen thought. She was getting upset and she knew it. 'NO! You are on vacation to relax and get back your composure. If you want the buffet, then eat the darn buffet!' Gwen told herself as she went to her wardrobe. She grabbed a light shirt loose against her new soft belly and a fresh pair of shorts and underwear. She was going to pig out and enjoy it.
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