I was in London a few months ago for work. On the last day of the conference I was alone, and there were 3 lunch stations, in different rooms.
So I went and took a full lunch: a plate of starters, a main and 2 desserts from each station within the allotted 1 hour.
I got myself out of there sucking it in, and let it out as soon as I was on the street. I burped my way to the underground and when I sat down, I let myself slump so my swollen belly was stretching the buttons apart.
I noticed a few people looking at me twice or more. One was a really cute girl in smart office attire I'd have loved to chat up and have her rub my fat gut, but this was real life not a fiction on here.
So I went and took a full lunch: a plate of starters, a main and 2 desserts from each station within the allotted 1 hour.
I got myself out of there sucking it in, and let it out as soon as I was on the street. I burped my way to the underground and when I sat down, I let myself slump so my swollen belly was stretching the buttons apart.
I noticed a few people looking at me twice or more. One was a really cute girl in smart office attire I'd have loved to chat up and have her rub my fat gut, but this was real life not a fiction on here.
2 months