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One of my fav things to think about is starving someone for a few days and then feeding them until they just cant hold anything anymore. (I haven't ever written a fic before so this is my first attempt open to ideas or requests)

A wakes up in a dark room with a single dull light in the middle of the ceiling flickering on and off and buzzing lightly. A tries to reach up and quickly realizes they cant. A pulls at their arms to realize they are tied behind them in the chair they are in a long with a rope tight around their stomach. A doesn't know where they are, the last thing they remember was falling asleep at B's house after a night of drinking and now they have woken up here. A looks around the empty room and sees a door to their right. A few moments later the door opens and B walks in with a small smile on their face

" Hello A how are you doing? I just want you to know I'm gonna be keeping you here for a few days if that's ok with you, I have a fun little game were going to play".

A looked up at B "what is going on why am I here where am I?"

"its gonna be fine," B said "Ill keep you in this room and I'll give you things to do like watch TV, I'll feed you in a few days it will be ok"

A made a face at B. Both of them knew A was into hunger and stuffing, and so was B. Slowly A started to realize B's "game", B was going to hold them here trapped in this room and watch and listen as A's belly started to scream and beg for food. Eventually B would feed them, eventually. A hid a smile as B walked out of the room and came back in with a TV. B turned the channel to Food Network and walked over to the door with the remote, "I'll come in and check on you later, have fun A!" and B walked out of the room with a big smile on their face.

At first everything was fine, all the drinking from the night before had bloated A to their point the buttons on their jeans were straining but slowly the bloating was going down. Later that first night A's stomach let out a small rumble which was then quickly cut short from the tightness of the ropes around their stomach. A began to drift to sleep to the sound of one of those old ladies on the Food Network making chicken-pot-pie. In the middle of their sleep A was suddenly jolted awake by their stomach rolling and turning. Instinctively A tried to reach up to soothe their belly but to no avail. In a desperate attempt to take their mind off their tummy A looked around the room and their eyes fell on the TV, displaying BBQ in what looked like technicolor. A groaned and threw their head back and at that exact moment the door opened and none other than B themselves walked through the door. B had both their hands full, one with a large glass of iced water and the other with a plate full of eggs and bacon. The smell almost brought A to tears and their stomach kicked into action, loudly exclaiming its need for food. B walked over to A and waved the plate under their nose, the smell was almost intoxicating and A's mouth filled with saliva. B giggled at A's desperation and smiled " I brought you some water". A's face fell they knew the food wasn't for them but then why would B bring it, just to torture them? B placed down the glass of water near A's chair and used their free hand to lift a piece of bacon to their lips. A watched as B licked the grease off the bacon with their tongue and then drop the whole piece in their mouth. B then began to eat the whole plate of eggs and bacon with their hands, moaning in pleasure as their stomach quickly filled with 3 servings of food. B licked the grease off their fingers and pulled down their sweatpants to show off their full belly to A. A's stomach groaned in hunger and be smirked,

"oh my god, I'm so full" B moaned. " My belly is so full and heavy, listen"

B walked closer to A and pressed A's head up against their swirling stomach. A listened as B's stomach rolled wetly and let out small strained gurgles. In response A's stomach wailed and rolled under the ropes. B heard the despair coming from A's belly and strained to bend over and pick up the glass of water at their feet. B held the glass of ice cold water up to A's lips and A drank. A's belly quickly filled with ice water, shooting quick and cold pain across A's abdomen. B then walked over to the front of A and pulled the ropes down from A's belly only slightly and pressed their own overfull, hot belly onto A's cold and sloshy one. A felt so empty and full at the same time and they watched in despair as B walked out of the room and closed the door behind them. A's eyes fell right back on the TV which was now playing compilations of cakes in 4K. A slammed their eyes shut and listed to their own stomach boil and froth begging for food. A felt so hungry they were almost nauseous their jeans felt loose and the ropes that were once tight around their stomach were slipping down on their own, A acted like they hated it but they knew that was a lie.

For the next 2 days B would come into A's room and repeat the process, sometimes also dropping cold water on A's belly or running their fingers across it. On the morning of the 4th day A woke up in complete darkness and realized their was a blindfold over their face. Then suddenly A was hit in the face with what smelled like heaven, their stomach started screaming and saliva flooded their mouth. A heard the door open and B walk in, B comes behind A and puts their hands on A's belly and gently says

"You've done so good and I'm so proud of you, I made something special for you"

A smiles at what they can only imagine will be the best meal of their life.

"but everything you touch has to be finished, no acceptions" B says sternly.

A shakes their head up and down ferociously In agreement, wanting to just get to the eating. B unties their hands and removes the now loose rope from A's waist.

B smiles and says "remember the rule", and walks out of the room shutting the door behind them.

A quickly reaches up and pulls off the blindfold revealing a table covered completely in food, hamburgers, steak, mashed potatoes, chips, sandwiches, soups, pastas, cookies, cupcakes, and ice cream. A quickly grabs a steak and within minutes it's gone, next a big bowl of mashed potatoes drowned in butter, a few handfuls of chips, everything slowly blurring together. A is unaware of everything they have eaten so far but thinks they still have some room left for at least 2 slices of cake. A cuts 2 fairly large pieces of double dutch chocolate cake with buttercream frosting onto the plate in front of them. They blow through the first slice but almost after the first bite of the second slice everything they have eaten has become heavy and solid in their stomach. A leans back and pushes their belly out in hopes of pushing out a burp to make room but their stomach is so packed there is no room for air. A sighs and feels content with themselves until B opens the door,

"you plan on finishing that by yourself?" B asks

A looks up at B seeming to have forgot their little agreement. B bends over to look at A in the eyes.

"you need to finish everything you started Sugar" be whispers into A's ear.

A looks at B desperately "I cant fit anything more I'm so full, please."

B stands back up and smiles down at A, "nope, but I'd be more than willing to help you.."

A looks at the almost full piece of cake on their plate and then looks back to B, "it cant be that bad" they think to themselves, and then nod slowly to B.

B walks over and picks the piece of cake up off the plate and hold it to A's lips "open up" B demands. A reluctantly opens their mouth allowing the guided slice of cake into their mouth. A takes a big bite leaving only half the slice left, "good jobb" B coos. A slowly chews the bite of cake in their mouth, the sugar of the frosting making their teeth hurt and tongue curl. Their stomach groans in protest and A almost feels like they cant swallow. B realizes this and slowly starts rubbing A's stomach feeling how tight and strained it is, a red blush forming on the top of their belly from the skin pulled so tight. A manages to swallow but immediately after their stomach makes a sick sound, lurches them forward, and forces out a burp which quickly turns into a gag. A claps a hand over their mouth and B looks at them with pleasure,

"someone overestimated how much they could take, come on Sugar you're almost done one more bite".

A looks up at B with pleading eyes they are so full they cant even speak, but they again open their mouth to take the final bite. A quickly chews and swallows the last bite of cake fed to them by B. Their stomach is so full and tender they cant even touch it, now jean buttons are once again digging into their belly and B is looking at them with admiration.

B smiles sweetly at them "I'm so proud of you Sugar you did so well" and A gives them a half hearted smile but deep inside they love the praise.

They love the heaviness of their belly, the painful gurgles, the struggle to breathe, and the feeling of the oncoming food coma. B takes A out of the dark room into their own bedroom and lays A down on the bed. B unbuttons A's jeans and A sighs in relief, B then begins to gently massage A's belly and A begins to slip into a food coma their final thought before going out was "i've gotta do that again soon".

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