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Mature Content

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Mature Content

 

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sometimes you can get force fed...

From yourself :0 

What a twist 
Amy's Burger Lust It was as she lay back in her chair, out of breath with her hands resting on her protruding gut that Amy realized that stuffing her face until she couldn't anymore was her new favourite thing. The pandemic had allowed Amy to do something that she had never considered to be a luxury: eat without judgement. At home with her parents, or at school with her peers, Amy had always been careful about her eating habits. Not too much, not too little, but just enough to be considered "normal." Plus, as a Varsity gymnast, she had always had reasonable standards to meet anyways. How else could she maintain her athletic figure, which loved to pack poundage into all of the wrong places if given the chance? But then she got injured. And then she moved out. And then the world shut down. And Amy just kept getting hungrier, and hungrier, and hungrier. Amy was only 5'5. She had black, straight hair that spilled over her fair shoulders which, like her nose, came with a cute splash of freckles. Complimenting this was her green eyes that lit up bright when she was excited, lush eyelashes and full lips. Her lifestyle flatlined from that of a busy, committed student-athlete into a sedentary, procrastinating mess, assignments piling up almost as fast as the cans of Strawberry Fanta on her desk. She also got into gaming, another side of herself that she had controlled during high school, which demanded almost all of her attention. She found it hard to take her eyes off the screen. This led to the realization of Doordash. Amy was careful at first. Only a poke bowl, or maybe a sandwich. But once the sodium-infused meals began to hit her system on a regular basis, it began to demand more. Soon, she was into fast food. That quickly became exclusive to burger joints. Slowly, as she sat in her chair, chowing down on burgers and fries, her ass began to fill out in her tights.She would, for lack of a better word, gorge herself to sleep every night. It was a silent massacre as she sat in her dark room unwittingly plumping herself up. Her chest rose like dough over her weeks of indulgence, asking too much from the lacey bras that she was too lazy to replace. Her belly picked up some fluff, which protested against the waistbands of even her largest pants most days. She was an ever-growing hourglass, with her midsection in hot pursuit. Amy was getting fat, and accepting her lifestyle endorsed that. During the binge where she first realized that she wanted her stomach stuffed to the brim, she had used three Uber Eats gift cards to fund it. One from her mom, one from work, and one from her grandma. All on the same night. There were three - count em, three - brown paper bags on her desk, all of which she had thoroughly dug through and emptied. Each bag had contained one large burger, one small burger, fries, and a drink. EACH.She hadn't planned on eating all of it. But she had an especially angry hole in her stomach that evening, making her basically snatch the bags out of the hands of the deliverer. She had guzzled the small burger – three bites –licked her plush lips and snatched the second burger. In swift motions, she took a bite, took a huge swig of her drink and belched, all while gaming. Then repeat, then repeat. Mmph. Gluh. Ouurp. Mmph. Gluh. Ouuurp. But it hadn't satisfied her, not even after shoving the fries down her gullet. She craved more, and luckily, she had much more. She fisted the small burger into her mouth, giving a bit more attention to it this time. At this point, her gut had begun to spread into the open spaces under her shirt, ever so slightly pushing at the bottom of her bra, pushing her tits up. She hardly noticed, and instead guzzled the large burger, fries and drink. She had entered a state of pure ecstasy, and in a split decision decided to attack the final bag before the previous hit her stomach.Amy swept her long, black hair out of her face, swiftly tied it into a ponytail, and bit her lip before fitting the entire small burger into her mouth. Having it in there, filling every last bit of her face, cheeks puffed out and eyes watering, something inside of her lit up. MORE. Choking it down, she took the next burger. Chomping away at it, with every gargantuan bite, it seemed to push more food and drink into her rising stomach. With every swallow, it emerged further, pushing her back from her desk, tightening her waistband in a way that she couldn't have imagined would feel so good. She felt the strings of the pants slowly receding into the waistband as her gut grew ever further. It only made her want more inside of her.With one piece of burger left in her hand, she shoved it down her throat and fell back into her chair with a grunt, followed by an enourmous – OooooooouuuuurP! The chair lurched back as if she were a 200-pound sack of potatoes instead of a slightly chubby, five-foot-something 20-year-old woman. The wheels creaked, and she threw her hands towards her belly in order to massage the poor thing. It was still expanding, and she could still feel it, and it was heaven. Biting her lip firmly, tits thrust forward, back arched, Amy's gurgling gut finally stopped expanding. She gasped a sigh of half relief, half disappointment, fingering her gaping belly button and pulling her shirt down in a meek attempt of covering the monstrous thing. Letting her black hair down over her exposed, freckled shoulders, she grabbed her drink daintily and raised it to her sauce-covered mouth, taking in the fizzy goodness. She giggled as it sloshed into her stomach, and then began to pick away at the fries. She slid them down her gullet, sensually pushing them between her puckered lips with a single finger. She hardly chewed, as her jaw was sore from her gorging, so she simply packed them into the white, rising mountain sticking out from her midsection. Finally, she found the last fry, flung it back into her chair with a sigh of ecstasy, and let out one last thunderous burp. It wasn't laziness anymore. It wasn't just part of her lifestyle. Amy liked- no, loved- her new, gluttonous self. It was so... rebellious, almost, to sit on her throne, her fat gut rising and falling between her dainty fingers, her dishevelled hair thrown behind her while she let loose her gut from within her sweatpants and panted like a dog. Amy, the widening, burger-loving gamer girl, was becoming a glutton through and through. (Ooooh, Amy likes a good stuffed gut, that's for true. Don't forget to comment if you want more!)...

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