What was intended as a late night snack turned, against both Sean and Kat's better judgment, into a rapid-fire, high-calorie, grease-filled binge. Neither knew what had come over them, and as some unseen force compelled them to go for seconds, then thirds, they soon became too sated and sleepy to continue questioning it.
Ashamed, blushing, and bloated, they parted. The usual parting kiss turned into an awkward hug, as their stuffed stomachs pressed into each other, releasing the gas growing inside them.
Barely managing to say bye, Kat rushed home. The ride home barely settled her stomach. In fact, by the time she got home she felted more bloated than before, every few seconds a juicy belch issuing forth from her sickeningly groaning stomach. Stopping in her drive way, she was dismayed to find the seatbelt digging into her stomach. Her flat, trim tummy was temporarily marred by her inexplicable gorging. It puffed out into her already tight jeans painfully, growling and hiccuping.
She grimaced as she lay a hand on it. It was hard to the touch. With a sigh, she undid her button, allowing some of the discomfort to subside. Kat could only imagine what Sean must be feeling. He had eaten much more than her. That thought almost made her sick-well, sicker than she already felt.
She slowly made her way into her dark house, holding her slightly exposed, rounded stomach. Everyone may be asleep, she thought, but she couldn't stop belching every few steps and worried that it would wake her parents or younger sister. That's just what she needed. It was bad enough Sean seeing her pig out like that. She'd never hear the end of it if any of them saw her like this, bloated and gassy, too stuffed to even button her jeans. She couldn't celebrate the end of her head cheerleader reign in high school by turning into a fat slob. It'd be horrible, humiliating, a real nightmare.
She paused at the door as a dull ache grew in her stomach.
"Ooooh," she moaned, leaning on the door, feeling a bubble somehow forming her far too full belly. "-urp-" she forced a tiny burp, knowing a bigger one was coming. "Uuuuuuurp," she tried again. The feeling was getting painful. She doubled over and grunted.
"Cooome on," she whispered, feeling the gas growing. She could actually feel her stomach pulsating and churning against her arm.
Finally, when she felt she'd fall to her knees and cry from the pain, it came, a belch so loud it caused her whole body to shake. It lasted nearly a minute. By the end, she was panting, leaning on the front door and holding her stomach. She had released a lot of gas, but her stomach felt no less full and heavy.
Kat's main fear now, though, was that the whole house heard her.
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