“Whoo, I don’t know about you, but I feel lighter after that dump,” Large Harley said.
“Ugh, I feel like I just crapped out my organs.” Harley groaned, her ass still sore from relieving her feces.
“Ahh, don’t worry about it. Happens to the best of us. Took me some time before this big ol’ paunch of mine could hold its food,” Large Harley gave her flabby stomach a few good pats and shakes, showing her smaller self the result of years of gluttony. As if awakened from by its owner, her stomach emitted a deafening growl. Both Harleys watched the roaring gut jiggled through the food-strained spandex before Big Harley laughed.
“Speaking of my stomach, ‘bout time we get back to stuffing our faces.” she placed her smaller counterpart back in her bra and left the bathroom. She made it to her booth just as the massive waitress arrived with the food.
“Special, second course, two servings!” she placed the food on the table and sped away, leaving a trail of flatulence sputtering from her ass.
Large Harley was ready to scarf down her meal when she felt something squirming in her chest. “Oh right.” Reaching into her bra, she pulled out her smaller self who was gasping for air. “Sorry, guess I had food on the brain.”
Harley grabbed the table’s edge for support as she slowly walked to the other side of the booth. Her body reeked of her fatter counterpart’s horrible odor while her face glistens from the sweat of Large Harley’s breasts. “Jeez, just how heavy are those things? I was almost squished by them!”
“Yeah, if there’s one thing the girls ain’t, it’s light.” Big Harley shook her bountiful boobs. “Besides, it was the only place I could think of to keep you hidden.”
“Keep me hidden from what? Just what’s so different about your world?”
Large Harley looked around, making sure no one was listening before she spoked in a quiet manner. “Listen, I can’t say much, but it’s for your safety. The fewer people that see you, the better. When we get to my home, I’ll explain everything.”
Harley nodded but before she could ask anything else, Large Harley’s gut roared once again, breaking the tension between them. The fatter blonde of the duo grinned sheepishly and rubbed her angry belly. “But first, let’s finish eating. I’m practically wasting away here.” She handed her smaller self a plate and then proceeded to chow down.
Meanwhile, Harley stared wide-eyed at her meal: A quadruple burger loaded with bacon, onions, red and green peppers, BBQ sauce, jalapeños, and melted cheddar cheese oozing from the sides; Accompanying the burger were a side of chili fries and onion rings. Like a pillar, it towered on the plate, almost taunting the thin blonde to eat it. In midst of her eating, Large Harley noticed her smaller self’s expression.
“What, you’re not afraid of some burger, are you?” Large Harley asked playfully before she belched loudly. “Just clamp it down and bite it.” To highlight her point, she took a chomp of the burger. She smiled smugly, her lips smeared with BBQ sauce and cheese.
After watching her fat friend’s demonstration, Harley grabbed the rather intimidating burger. At least it’s more appealing than the soup… and probably just as filling too, she thought. She opened her mouth as wide as possible and bit the burger. Her tongue was met with an overwhelming spicy flavor, causing her to drop the burger and fanned her mouth.
“Whoops, forget to mention the jalapeños have a bit of a kick,” Large Harley said. “I’ll ask for some sodas for us.”
Once their drinks arrived, the Harleys resumed eating. Big Harley scarfed down her food, only pausing for a drink or expelling gas from either end. Little Harley, however, at a more reasonable pace, though the food was taking its toll on her. The burger was so thick and greasy that even chewing it became a hassle. Her distended stomach, still digesting the soup, bulged as she ate through her burger while taking sips of her heavily carbonated soda; she placed a hand on her belly as gas brewed inside it. Ooh, even in my stomach, this burger still giving me problems. It’s lucky it’s a damn good burger.
Eventually, Little Harley, belly filled and swollen with a burger, soda, and a couple of onion rings, pushed away her plate and leaned back into the booth. She cradled her bowling ball sized stomach; it might as well be a bowling ball, considering how heavy it felt on Harley’s lap as it gurgled and bubbled. She moaned before a burp escaped her lips.
“So… how was it?” Large Harley asked, taking the rest of her smaller self’s chili fries and onion rings.
“Ohhh, way… way better than the soup,” Harley said, tending to her aching food baby. “So much food. I won’t be eating anytime soon.”
“Uh, hate to burst your bubble, but there’s one more course left.”
“…Oh. Yay,” Harley replied sarcastically. Her food-filled belly gurgled loudly as she belched surprisingly loud before a fart blasted from her ass. She didn’t bother excusing herself. She was just glad she free some space in her stomach.
“Nice one.” Large Harley mockingly applauded at her smaller counterpart’s gaseous display. She giggled and reached for a handful of onion rings when she noticed…
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