"I sure hope Cloud gets back with the rest of those ingredients," Tifa thought to herself. Thanks to the aid of the Time Materia and the Haste Spell, she'd already turned most of the food they'd bought from the market into a banquet fit for a king, to borrow a cliche, and was getting rather eager to chow down. Fortunately, the extreme hunger pangs that caused her to almost inhale the entire contents of the fridge earlier had subdued themselves into something more normal, allowing her to continue cooking rather than simply devour everything in site right out of its package. (Although the notion had crossed her mind every now and then.)
Finally, Cloud arrived with the spices she required to finish the spaghetti sauce currently in preparation. When all was said and done, the two sat down to eat. Cloud didn't seem to eat too much (not surprising, since he bought himself a sandwich while out on his own, so that Tifa could have just about everything to herself). Tifa, however, was literally gorging herself with everything in sight. After wolfing down three plates of spaghetti, she helped herself to some chicken (just the legs, wings, and breasts, not much else. . .) even a whole salad and a side of mashed potatoes with lots of butter and gravy.
By the time she was done with that, she'd stuffed herself so full that her belly now pushed out beyond the lip of her skirt, popping her belt and forcing the zipper on the side to undo itself tooth by tooth. She looked almost as if she'd swallowed a basketball. At this point, Tifa was hit by a wave of fullness that caused her to fall back in her seat, exhausted from all that eating. She patted her distended stomach, and belched so loud the neighbors probably heard it.
"Tifa, you okay?" Cloud jumped from his seat and ran to her side as if truely concerned for her safety, but his wide grin gave away how much he was enjoying seeing her food stuffed belly push itself well beyond her large breasts. He had to admit, he found her sexier this way.
"I *URP* think so," Tifa belched loudly again, and shifted in her seat. "Oh wow, I'm so full. . . AND HUGE!" She gasped as she saw how big she'd gotten. "I can't believe I ate so much!"
"I can," Cloud thought to himself, knowing full well that the strange materia was responsible.
"Oh man, I can't believe I actually did that," Tifa grunted, attempting to get out of her seat. "Ooh, so heavy. . ."
As she struggled to stand, Tifa heard and felt a low, grumbling sound emmitted from her belly. She suddenly felt very hungry again, which was odd ebcause she also felt stuffed at the same time. Looking at the food at the table, and then down at her large gut, Tifa began to struggle with what course of action she should take next.
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