Oh god, it's so good! My belly is already round- like a whole basketball is strapped to my front- but I don't even hesitate to shove a whole footlong into my belly. Ending up just moaning as I gnaw away. So many carbs and fat... and carbs slamming into my poor stomach, which is groaning in protest with every bite, by the way.

Of course, that doesn't stop me, though. I just keep eating mouthful after mouthful.

I can feel the doughy mass settling inside my stuffed belly. It feels like a brick in there. Why did I force myself to eat it all? Well, this little thrill of being so stuffed may have something to do with it. Spoiler: I'd do it again in a heartbeat.