Chapter 2 - the buffet

Its around 3:00 on Saturday and I got picked up by Carly and Emily. On the way to the buffet, Carly and Emily both said they didn’t eat in preparation for the buffet today. I told them I hadn’t eaten either so they would think I was hungrier than I am for how much I was about to eat. Little did they know, I had a mini donut stuffing this morning. I had 24 mini powdered donuts and a few glasses of chocolate milk. I was still starving this many hours later though of course. As soon as we got to the buffet we got our table, I ordered a coke and walked straight over to the buffet. Carly and Emily followed as we each made our way around the place filling our plates with as much food could fit.
I sat down first and as soon as I did I noticed just how big my belly was looking now even when it was empty. I already looked stuffed and now I was about to add pounds of greasy fattening foods to my gut. I couldn’t wait to see what I would look like after. I immediately started digging in shoveling forkful after forkful of fried Chinese chicken, noodles, fried rice, tons of fried Chinese egg rolls and creamy spicy sauce that I poured on top of it all. Carly and Emily sat down and both started digging in quickly but they were not nearly as quick as I was at packing in the food. Carly has gotten a lot better and is now looking to eat faster than I have ever seen her. It almost seems like she’s starting to enjoy how much food she’s been able to eat now.
I finished my first plate in record time and went up for fried sushi, tempura, and some more egg rolls. I came back to the booth with a full plate and immediately began digging in just as quickly as I did the first one. Emily soon got up to grab her second plate and Carly decided to get up as well, not even finishing half her first plate of food. Emily came back with another plate piled high with food. She looked like she was on a rampage more than ever and wasn’t too far behind me. As I finished my second plate of food, I chugged my entire coke to let out a massive belch. I rubbed my belly and felt it starting to fill full of food. I felt it getting rounder and looked down to see the beginning of the damage I was going to do to my belly right now. I was feeling more bloated and I could see that my shirt already starting rising over my belly button. I could swear this shirt fit perfectly just a couple of weeks ago.
I came back this time for a plate full of the American food section at the buffet. They had pizza, fried chicken, macaroni and cheese, garlic bread, and mini burgers. I got at least two of each and a mound of mac&cheese. I came back to the booth, which was starting to get closer and closer to my gut, sat down, and began digging in, again. I saw Carly slowly nibbling away at her second plate while Emily was almost done clearing her second plate. As I was packing in my third plate of food, Emily said to me, “I was gonna try to keep up with you today, but seeing the way your devouring your third plate, I don’t think I’ll make it.” I took a break, pat my belly and said, “There’s no way you’ll be able to keep up with this big round belly of mine.” Emily got up for her third plate of food. As I was cramming in bite after bite in front of Carly, she asked me why I’ve been eating so much lately. I explained to her how much I love eating now and stuffing my belly. I told her that I’m addicted to food and the feeling of too much food and that’s why I’ve really been overdoing it lately. My fat belly has taken over me and all I can think about now is when I’m going to get to eat next. I get excited seeing the numbers go up on the scale and watching my belly explode out of clothes that used to be loose on me.
Emily sat back down with a slightly smaller third plate of food, but she continued to dig in. Eventually by the end of the meal I ended up stuffing myself with 6 plates piled high with food along with two plates of dessert treats. Emily had 2 large plates, 2 spall plates, and a plate of desert as well. I was impressed she ate more than I’ve seen before. As for Carly, she only had 3 plates all smaller than mine and Emily’s and all went out unfinished. To me it seemed like Carly barely ate anything yet somehow her belly ever so slightly rounded out and it was obvious she was full. Usually she has a six pack, but right now she had a round pack and her white tank top showed that. Emily on the other hand looked overly stuffed and bloated. Her shirt was struggling to cover her belly and when she tried to pull it down, her bloated gut forced the shirt right back up.
As for me, I was so stuffed I could hardly breath. I ate an entire plate more than I did during the buffet trip 2 weeks ago. I looked down at my belly and it was the biggest it had ever been. I looked 8 months pregnant, but I was only stuffed full of food and fat. My tight white tank top rolled itself up way past my belly button and my jacket (that I unzipped upon arriving), was so tight it looked like it would never zip up now. I had to lay back and rub my belly to help relieve some of its pressure with burps. I ordered a ginger ale to help me burp some more, however I was so stuffed in this moment that nothing I did could help to relieve to pain of my gluttony.
We paid the bill and all decided to head back to my place. I got up and tried to pull my tank top down as much as I could and I noticed Emily doing the same with her tight shirt. Neither one of us succeeded and headed on our way. On my way out I was stopped by a cute dark haired brad Pitt looking guy and he introduced himself. His name was Jack, he gave me his number and told me I was beautiful. He then proceeded to ask me out to dinner tonight. I am writing this the morning of going on my date with Jack as I texted him after leaving the buffet to confirm. We are going to an Italian restaurant that serves huge portions. I’m struggling to find something to where as yesterdays buffet stuffing has left me with an extra round belly that wont seem to fit into anything. My skirts are way too tight and my only real option seems to be a skin tight red dress. I’ll have to write another story tomorrow about my date with Jack tonight, I wonder if he will be okay with me eating too much. If he like the way I looked at the buffet I’m even wondering if he likes big stuffed bellies.