chapter 2

//Last warning: this story has things that many find gross. You have been warned//

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It was midnight and Dave ran out of snacks. He wanted to have more but he would have to get up and go to the kitchen to grab them. He decided to just bring all the food from the kitchen into his room so he'd wouldn't have to leave for food. It took a few tries but he got himself up, balancing a little as he was drunk. There really wasn't a time where he wasn't drunk. He filled himself up on cheap shitty beer because it made him gassy, bloated and happy. He waddled into the kitchen in a pair of cum and ***ed underwear that hadn't been washed in months. He let out a drunken hiccup burp before opening the fridge. He scratched his hairy belly as he took out pizza, cake, soda, pasta, ice cream. Then he went to the pantry, and got out a garbage bag, putting all the food in there, then he continued to take out chips, cookies, candy, donuts. Pretty much every fattening food, he had it. Then he lugged the bag all the way back down the hall to his room. He sat on his bed, wiping off some old packages and boxes. He pulled out two pizzas and a liter of soda. Then he pulled out 4 beer cans from one of the 30 cases he had in his room. He sat bag and began to gorge himself on all the food. He tackled the pizzas first, then sitting heavily in his gut. Then he chugged a full can of beer before taking a giant swig I'd the soda. He kept shoving food into mouth, feeling it fill him up. After he finished the third beer can he was well past drunk. He let out the first big belch, it erupting from his stomach. He moaned happily rubbing his gut. The gas was beginning to churn in his stomach only making him drink more. Suddenly a sick grumble emitted from his belly and he let out a loud wet fart. His stomach groaned after releasing the gas only to fart again. Dave knew he needed to control it or else he would shit himself but he couldn't help it. It just felt so good to get all that gas out of his gut. The beer and the soda combined caused another loud smelly belch make its way out of his throat. He continued to fart uncontrollably while trying not to make a mess on himself. He finally got up because he knew he didn't want to clean it up and made his way to the foul smelling bathroom. He stumbled his way there, holding his gut drunkleny hiccup belching. He giggled as he almost fell, grabbing onto the sink as he sat down. As soon as Dave relaxed, he felt all the shit fly out of his ass. "Ohhh fuck" he moaned as he continued to fart into the toilet. "F-feels so good." He said hiccuping. He pushed down on his stomach hearing another sick groan from his belly before more shit leaked out of his ass. Loud plops could be heard throughout the entire house along with Dave's disgusting belches and moans. As soon as he was finished he pulled his underwear back on and flushed the toilet stumbling out of the bathroom. He made his way to the shit and food stained couch which was closer than his bedroom. He sat down, taking a beer from the side table and cracking it open taking a swig. He felt the gas painfully move through his stomach but he couldn't do anything about it. So all he could do was lay there, benching and farting uncontrollably. The room began to smell but he never even noticed now. He pulled a box of cookies from the side table as well and began to eat them while his body tried to digest the food from before, it loudly grumbling and protesting. But he just couldn't stop eating and drinking. He was addicted to being a slobby fat pig, and he couldn't be more content.

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