This choice: The Food Coma Lasts The Entire Night • Go Back... Rena woke up at six in the morning. Groaning, she sat up trying to massage the kink out of her neck.
"Urgh, what happened last night?" She asked herself, her head still foggy from sleep. Soon, that fog cleared up. "Oh, right. Hope I didn't put on too much weight from that."
She poked her stomach, and was pleasantly surprized to find out that no, she hadn't put on any weight, or at least none she could feel.
"Ah, I shouldn't've been worried," Rena said, patting her stomach. "My metabolism's amazing. I wouldn't put on any weight from ju-"
Rena's eyes went wide as she cut herself off. Nausea bubbled up in her throat as she made a mad dash for the bathroom. She barely managed to make it to the toliet and flip it open before Rena's stomach heaved, a small amount of vomit passing between her lips. She dry heaved a few times, then collapsed to the tiled floor.
"...shit," she muttered to herself. "This is from that soil sample, isn't it?"
Her stomach seemed to growl in the affirmative. Rena sighed and pulled herself to her feet. The smell of vomit in her fur was bugging her, so she splashed her face with water and began to scrub. Multiple times while Rena was washing her face, she felt hunger pangs so strong she nearly collapsed again. As fast as she could, Rena dried off her face and washed the acrid taste out of her mouth. Once that was done, her mind was consumed by one thought and one thought only: FOOD!
Rena stumbled out of her bathroom before loping over to her fridge. She tore the door open and grabbed the first thing she saw, a chocolate cake so big it took up an entire shelf in her fridge. There was some story as to why Rena had such a huge cake in her refrigerator, but she was too hungry to remember it. Rena slid the cake out of the fridge and into her arms so she could carry it to the table. Due to a combination of how weak she felt and how heavy the cake was Rena almost fell over. A quick step back with her back foot was all that prevented the monster cake from falling onto the floor.
The disaster of sugary proportions averted, Rena made her way over to her breakfast table, going red in the face from the strain. The damn thing must've weighed fifty pounds! The catgirl set the cake down on the table with a heavy thunk before grabbing a chunk of cake as big as her head and biting into it. Rena moaned through the first bite. Maybe it was the fact that she felt like she hadn't eaten in a week, but the chocolate cake tasted like heaven to Rena. Her appetite seemed to double as Rena tore into the cake with her bare hands, before just taking huge bites directly out of the cake.
The effects of Rena's binging were primarily shown in two places on her body. The first was the area around her mouth, as more and more chocolate got stuck in the fur there. The second area affected, and probably the more noticable of the two, was her belly. Barely a tenth of the way through the cake, and Rena's belly was already nearing the size and shape of a bowling ball, unrestricted due to the button on her jeans popping off solme time ago. When said event happened, Rena briefly stopped eating to wonder where the button went, before shrugging and going back to eating.
Eventually, Rena ran out of cake, which she realized when her claws scraped against the serving dish the cake was on. Almost as an acknowledgement of that fact, the catgirl let out an earsplitting belch, complete with cake crumbs flying out of her open mouth. Sated, Rena faded out of her feeding frenzy to assess the damage.
First, her jeans were completely ruined, the sheer volume of food Rena packed into her stomach ripping the waist beyond repair. Her shirt wasn't much better, the white cotton stretched and ripped near the bottom, and stained by chocolate near the top. All of this damage was done by her gargantuan stomach.
Rena knew how tall she was and how much she weighed. She was 5'4" and weighed, or rather, had weighed, 130 pounds. Looking at her stomach, Rena guessed that it stuck out somewhere near five feet. Strangely, Rena felt no pain from it. In fact, she still felt a bit hungry.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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