It was Private Andrew's first day in his new unit, after receiving his oversized uniform he waddled towards his Sergeant, practically swimming within the folds of his ill fitting fabric. There he got greeted by quite the unconventional authority figure. "Finally," grunted the sergeant, while their protruding belly was taking up most of the space in their lap. "You have one and only order, soldier. No leftovers are allowed to be wasted, they have to disappear." Private Andrew blinked not understanding the weight of the situation he was in. Without a second thought or any room for negotiation he puffed out his chest and saluted his higher up. "Yes Sarge! I will not fail you!" Thus begun Andrew's one and only duty, make sure that not a single allocated meal is reported as wasted. At first he struggled to find room for all that excess amount of food that seemed to be coming out of the kitchen. But as his belly grew so did the amount of leftovers that was sent his way. His oversized uniform, initially baggy, grew increasingly snug with each passing day. Soon, his buttons strained and his once proud walk turned more into a waddle having to accommodate his ballooning belly preceding him. One fateful day, the Sergeant waddled in belly first, panic painted in their face. "Inspection next week, soldier! And the inspector hates nothin' more than wasting resources! We need the entire unit's pantry emptied by the end of the week! Also the inspector can't have the soldier in charge of the leftovers disposal looking so scrawny, you have some work to do!" Andrew stared down at his rounded out figure. Scrawny? Him? He patted his ever expanding gut, confused. On that day the Sergeant commenced Operation Creampuff. On top of "disposing" all the leftovers inside Private Andrew's stomach, all the ingredients found in the pantry had to be turned into a creamy heavy shake...
I now know roughly what it takes to get me filled to near capacity.
1xl pizza, 1.5L (1 tub) of ice cream, a few L of pop, and I should add at least 2 mid/large burgers...
If I do it soon.
I'm only about 2 burgers away, it takes so damn much to fill me up. It actually takes some effort to push past that jaw ache after someone would normally stop and be a little bloated.
I can't stop myself. No more losing weight. I'm just going to wake up bigger and fatter everyday. I'm just going to grow and eat. I'm only going to get bigger and bigger. I want so much more. My belly is getting so fat and I'm not going to stop myself anymore. I'm just going to grow into super chub