🫧 Heaviest Ever - 2 Liter Bloat 🫧
I'm doing what I do best - sprawled out in my favorite leather chair, lazy as hell, begging my feeder to order me Korean food.

Instead, he walks in with a 2-liter of club soda and offers a deal: Drink the whole bottle and he'll get me whatever I want. I accept.

He puts the bottle to my lips and tips it back. The burps start almost immediately. Soft at first, and then guttural and hoggish. And then the tightness. My belly swells fast, stretching and pressing outward against my new lingerie. When I start to slow down, he pulls out the funnel. All I can do is burp, moan, and rub my stomach.. trying to find some relief. And I'm barely halfway through.

He unsnaps my top, and my heavy, saggy tits fall out. They rest on my stomach the same way I'm slouched in this chair. I try to tap out. I tell him I can't finish. He won't let me waste a drop.

That's when he calmly walks behind me, cradles my chin in his hand, and pours the rest of the bottle straight past my lips and into my already heaving, stretch-marked gut. When he's done, I'm too bloated to even think about eating. I'm burping constantly. Overwhelmed. Desperate for it to stop.

That's when he grabs the sides of my belly and shakes it aggressively. I feel like I'm going to explode.

Time for the scale. I've been at an all-time high since the July clothing try-on video. And that was without four and a half pounds of soda water sitting in my stomach. This time, it's the biggest number I've ever seen.