In his dream, Aaron was now so tall that the supermarket only came up to his waist. He rubbed over his large belly with pride. Despite the layers of fat, he could feel the squirming mass of people, struggling inside his gut amidst the piles of food. Despite the pleasure he felt, his stomach's growling was more painful than before. It was almost like his belly was empty, not full. Aaron shrugged it off and stomped away from the supermarket, scooping up and swallowing a couple cars (one with people still inside) as he left the parking lot.
Just across the street, Aaron saw a camera crew and a reporter. The first thing he heard was "Oh no! He's coming this way. Quick, get a shot of his stomach. Can you see it moving? My god, are they still alive in there?!"
But that was the last thing the reporter ever said. With surprising speed (aided by his immense size) Aaron stopped over and scooped both her and the cameraman up. First, he turned to the cameraman, "Watch this!" Aaron announced, eagerly. He then opened his mouth wide, aiming it towards the camera, and shoved the reporter inside. At his increased height, it was a simple matter to swallow her whole, and the camera caught it all.
Aaron patted his belly lovingly as the reporter slid into it. To the cameraman, the gentle pats were boomingly loud.
"Well," Aaron said, matter-of-factly, "that's what's going to happen to you all. Thought I'd give you a preview. Everyone belongs to me now, and there's nothing you can do. You're all going to end up in here." Aaron moved the cameraman down to his belly, where the camera's mic could clearly pick up screaming and begging underneath all the fat, occasionally eclipsed by a menacing gurgle as the people were digested alive.
"Oh, I can show you even more than that," Aaron said excitedly. Then, in an instant, Aaron tossed the cameraman and camera down his throat. He then burped, sucking most of the oxygen out of his stomach. "Make sure to keep that camera rolling."
Aaron then began to walk off when he was suddenly struck with a huge hunger pang. It made him double over and nearly fall to the ground. Then -
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Then Aaron woke up.
It had all been a dream. He shouted in anger. Why couldn't it be real?! Growing and eating like that felt so wonderful, so right. And the dream was so realistic, it was like he could still feel himself growing.
Then he stopped. He could feel himself growing! It was a tiny growth at the moment, but he saw that he had grown a lot as he slept. He had to be at least 3 feet taller! He didn't even fit in his bed anymore. And just as wonderful: he had gotten a lot fatter, too.
Now the hunger pangs made sense: his real belly had digested everything he stuffed in it (not to mention it was now more spacious than before), and it was insistently demanding to be stuffed once more.
Aaron was happy to oblige it. He had developed a real passion for eating. And now, he wondered with giddy excitement, maybe that love of eating could allow him to bully people in new and exciting ways?
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