Chapter 8

"What do you think I should wear tonight?", she could hear him shout from his room. He stood there in his boxers surrounded by a pile of clothing. "How about the Chinos? They look nice", she held the pants to his face. He looked at her quizzically: "They might fit me now that I'm empty, but I'm afraid I might pop off the button when I'm full". "True", she shook his fat overhang, "this belly needs space". "Sweatpants it is then", he decided. "Mhmm, I can't wait to stuff you to the brim tonight. This is gonna be so hot", she excitedly dragged him out of the door.

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Their Japanese company was already waiting for them. She had probably been 20 minutes early. The Japanese lady led the way as they entered the restaurant: “San nin desu. A table for three please". A waitress hurried over to the small group and led them to one of the many booths. The two girls fit in just fine, but his upper belly was already spilling on the table even though it was empty. The wood cut uncomfortably into his soft middle. "Ouch, why does everything in this country have to be so damn small", he complained annoyed. Even though his company giggled, the waitress noticed his distress. She bowed apologetically and led them to another table in a small room that was separated from the rest of the restaurant with a sliding door. The chairs were movable and the table big enough for a whole person to lay on it. "Woow, this is fancy!", the blonde woman smiled while admiring the traditional paintings on the wall. They were surprisingly erotic. One showed a woman entwined by two octopuses in a sexual manner. The bigger one was performing cunnilingus on her while the smaller one was kissing her. "What is this?", he asked his Japanese company. "These are called Shunga", she answered proudly, "You could say it was the porn of the Edo period". "So that's where all the tentacle hentai comes from", he thought to himself. His thoughts were interrupted by the waitress opening the sliding door: "Mou okimari desu ka? Have you already decided on what to eat?". Apart from Tabehoudai, which means 'all you can eat' he did not understand much of the conversation. Rubbing his growling belly he just hoped they would order a lot. He was starving. For some reason his hunger had increased with the size of his growing gut. The feeling had just gotten so much harder to resist lately. It was difficult not to snack at the slightest indication of being hungry. After a short while they were served a multitude of appetizers. Miso soup, gyoza, deep fried tofu... The Japanese lady pushed the soup bowl towards him: "Every good meal should start with some miso soup". "Hand me a spoon then, please", he responded. "Oh, you don't need a spoon. You can drink it just like that. And don't forget to slurp. Not doing so would be an insult to the host". She winked at him. He hesitantly raised the pot towards his mouth. Was she telling the truth or just tricking him into making a pig out of himself? He gave his blonde co-worker an uncertain look, but she just nodded and gave him an impenetrable smile. Luckily the sliding door was almost closed, so they had their privacy. He started slurping slightly as the warm liquid filled his cheeks. It felt good having something warm in his painfully empty stomach. His Japanese company encouraged him with an overly enthusiastic: "Jouzu, jouzu! You're doing great!". The blue-eyed woman on his other side also giggled and lifted a piece of goyza to his lips: "Open up, big boy". He contently rubbed his belly after a dozen of small dishes had disappeared inside it. He tried to stifle a satisfied burp: "Urrrrp! That was really good. I'm already starting to feel a little full though...". "Oh, are you?", his blonde colleague pulled out her phone and turned the vibration of his butt plug on. It sent hot waves through his body. Suddenly he felt horny and ravenous at the same time. Just in time a lot of big plates filled with sushi were brought to their table. His eyes grew wide at the sight. He had never seen so many different kinds of sushi. He wanted to dig in but noticed that their chopsticks had been taken away. "Don't tell me I'm supposed to eat this with my hands?", he joked. "Oh, you actually are", the Japanese girl replied not noticing the sarcasm in his voice. He hesitantly took a piece with his fingers. Suddenly the Japanese woman pushed his hand towards his mouth: "You have to eat it in one piece!". He chewed confused but turned on. "Put some soy sauce on it next time", his blonde colleague put another piece of sushi in his mouth. He tried to swallow it fast enough so no soy sauce would drip from it onto his pullover, but some drops still ran down the corner of his mouth. The Japanese lady lovingly wiped it away with a napkin. A normal person would have stopped eating after what he had already devoured, but his gluttonous gut demanded more. The vibration in his ass also only increased his desire to be stuffed to the brim. The constant overindulgence had just made him so greedy he couldn't help himself. He was now mindlessly shoving food into his mouth with both of his bare hands while his female company was trying to wipe off rice his face or pull his hair back so it wouldn't get drenched in soy sauce. There were stains all over his clothing and his pullover had ridden up. It now exposed his bloated, pale middle. He had to spread his legs apart to accommodate his growing gut. His belly urged him to stuff it even more, but he had to slow down a bit as he felt his overfilled stomach press into his lungs. He already ate so much it made breathing hard. A soft moan escaped from his lips as he felt the Japanese lady's fingernails tickle his sensitive tummy as he emptied the last plate. "Wow, you ate so much! I'm so proud of you! Yoku ganbatta, ne", she praised him. All he could do in response was letting out a long deep belch: "Urrrrp! Ugh... Huff. My tummy is so - Urp! - tight. Please, I need some belly rubs." He could feel his angry stomach churn all the fatty fish. It gurgled loudly as the Japanese girl lightly pressed her hand into his belly. The slight pressure stirred even more gas. Deep, wet belches erupted from his gut: "Urrrrrrrp! Argh. Hic! Urrrp!". His face turned red as he realized that his loud burps must be audible even through the thin walls. All the digestive work his body had to do made him sweat. Luckily, he felt his colleague wipe it off his forehead with a cool towel. "Let me order some green tea for you. It should help with bloating". All he could do was nod and hiccup in response: "Hic! Ugh, thanks. Urp!". As the waitress entered the room to take their order, he felt slightly embarrassed to be seen by a stranger in a state like this. But what could he do about it? Two beautiful women wanted to see him maximally stuffed after all. He also couldn't deny the fact that this kind of humiliation turned him on. Leaning back, he cradled his aching middle. "Ughh, I hope they bring the tea fast; I can really feel it cramping in there", he whined in agony.
A little while later the blue-eyed girl lifted a teacup to his lips. The warm liquid and the Japanese girls massage helped relieving the pain in his belly a lot.

*Fart disclaimer*
Just this time he felt like the loosened gas wasn't going to come out of his mouth. He tightened his muscles in an attempt to hold it back. He didn't want to make that much of a pig of himself. Would it even be possible to get rid of it with the plug inside him? He wondered if his co-worker put the toy inside him just to make him suffer a bit more from his own greediness. His Japanese lover immediately noticed his tension: "Daijoubu? Are you alright?" "Yeah, yeah", he tried faking a smile, "Just a little gassy". The blonde girl gently placed her hand on his bloated belly: "You should better let it out then". "But... I can't!", he stuttered, "And what about the plug?". "It should be fine", the blonde lady patted his hip which slightly spilled over the chair, "gas always finds its way out". Now that four hands were kneading his overstuffed gut, he couldn't help, but let it all out. A mighty fart escaped his fat ass. Pfffffft! "Urgh, that's better", he moaned. Then he paused for a moment. "But I think there is more to come", he gasped. "Just let it all out", the Japanese woman encouraged him, "being gassy is a normal part of getting fatter anyway". The women's skilled hands massaged another fart out of him. Pfffffft! "Ohhhh, I feel so much better now. You really helped my digestion", he moaned contently. "Yeah, someone made a lot of room there", his colleague teased him.
*Fart disclaimer end*

He began stroking his heavy belly in a soothing manner: "But I'm still so full, I can't eat another - Urp! - bite". His blonde co-worker smiled a wicked grin and turned the vibration to maximum: "Are you sure? Weren't you oh so hungry this afternoon?". The toy sent shivers through his whole body. His gut started growling hungrily, too. He wondered if there was somehow a connection between food and sex in his brain. "Okay, maybe I could use a little bit of dessert", he admitted. While his Japanese co-worker gave another order to the waitress, his blonde lover whispered into his ear while rubbing his packed belly: "Good boy, just let out the greedy hog you've always been deep inside". Her teasing words made his cock twitch. The waitress winked at him while putting a big bowl of kakigori, shaved ice, in front of him. This one was flavored with strawberry syrup. Just the thought of eating another bite made his tummy ache. Though, it also sent tickles through his crotch. He would be so helplessly stuffed after this. While his colleague lifted a spoon to his face, his Japanese company tried peeling off his pants. "This belly needs more space!", she declared. All he could do was moan in agreement. Even the once lose sweatpants felt tight on his ever-expanding body now. Then she fell silent for a second: "...Are you not wearing underpants?" "Oh, I do", he answered, "You just can't see them underneath my belly". A moan escaped his lips as he felt her tender hand lift up his soft lower belly. It was one of his favorite places to be touched. She gently began massaging the head of his cock with her thumb. It didn't only make his legs twitch, but it made his belly scream for more food too. It made a long, deep grumble. "I need more, please! Feed me faster!", he gasped between greedy bites. As if he was in a trance, he kept swallowing the cold, sweet dessert as fast as he could. He could feel his sides start to ache. His dick hardened more and more. As the steady supply of food stopped, he slowly opened his eyes. With a dreamy smile he said: "Urrrrp, you've fed me so well. I couldn't be any fuller. Look, my sides are bulging out so much. Urp! But I really need some release now. Urgh, I'm so horny, it almost hurts". To his surprise the girls didn't pleasure him more but called the waitress who cleaned up the table and put a big, almost fluffy tablecloth on it. Now they tried lifting him up the table. A little worried he wondered what was happening to him. Was he for dessert now? His colleague winked at him as she noticed his concerned gaze: "We want to indulge a bit too". That did not make him any less worried. Though, he liked so many hands grabbing into his jiggly fat and he was too full to protest anyway, so he let whatever they were doing to him happen. After some initial problems the three ladies were able to lift up his heavy body. All the movement shook up some burps from his overfull belly: "What - Urp! - are you doing? Urp!". "Just wait, you'll enjoy it", the Japanese woman answered mysteriously. "Okay. Urrrp! But don't shake me too much. Urrrrrrp!", he replied between belches. Even though he hadn't done anything, he felt exhausted after they finally put him on the table. He wasn’t the only one out of breath. So much movement really didn't do his digestion any good after such a gigantic meal. He let out a sigh and rubbed his distended middle. His blonde co-worker shoved one of the seat pillows underneath his head: "There you go, big boy. We want to you to be comfortable after all." He just nodded in agreement. To his surprise the waitress now placed sashimi on his naked self. It was a weird yet enjoyable feeling. Somehow his body had gotten all hot from having to digest so much food, so the coolness of the fish provided a welcome relief. He shivered and moaned as the girls started eating off him. Their soft lips touching his stretched-out skin was one of the best feelings he had felt in some time. The soft tickles and licks were very enjoyable. He especially loved it when their teeth gently brushed over him. It made his breath quicken. The sensation made him remember how they could choose to bite him, but they did not. He just closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. After the sashimi was eaten way too fast, the blonde girl demandingly pat his big belly: "Come on, fatty. It's time we fuck you properly now". "Oh yes, please!", he pleaded, "I'm so ready for you". "Get on all fours then, fat boy", she ordered. He tried to get up, but winced as a sharp pain in his stomach pushed him down again. A slender finger poked into his wobbly gut. "Awww, have we stuffed our face so much we can't even get up?", the Japanese girl teased him. All he could do in his overfull state was respond with a helpless burp. After some pushing and pulling the women had helped him on all fours. He was sweating and gasping from being moved around so much. How could he have let himself go so much that even the slightest exercise made him huff like a hog. Before finding any more time to think about his declining fitness, he felt his arms grow weak. He tried to resist but couldn't help falling onto the pillow. His fat arms just had gotten too weak to support his growing body. "Too fat to hold ourself up, are we?", his co-worker commented while she gave his ass a hearty slap. He just groaned in response. When she turned off the vibration of his butt plug, he complained: "Hey, what are you doing? I thought you were going to fuck me?". "Oh yeah, that's what I'm gonna do, but today we want to test your limits a little more", she replied with a devilish grin. "But-!", he was cut off by the Japanese lady pushing an apple into his mouth: "Shh, piggies don't talk", she put her index finger in front of her lips to signalize him to be quiet. The complete loss of control excited him. He stretched his behind up even further to signalize his readiness. His blonde co-worker gently pulled the plug out. He shivered as it slid past his rim. What a heavenly feeling. He heard rustling behind him but couldn't make out what was going as his colleague stud behind him. But he noticed the sudden emptiness in his behind. Maybe she was right, and he wanted his limits to be tested out even more. He definitely needed his ass to be filled again, there was no way he could stay empty. Before he was able to complain about the missing filling, the Japanese girl was shaking his hanging gut: "Gosh, so much hanging fat. You must really love to eat". He wanted to respond with: "Well, you just keep feeding me!", but due to the apple all that came out of his mouth was a grunt. "Good piggy!", she shook his lard even more. He loved how it made his soft fat caress the head of his cock. Was there anything more erotic than having your genitals surrounded by your own warm body fat? His thoughts were interrupted by something rubbing against his butt cheeks. "Are you ready for my strap-on?", he heard the blonde woman ask, "Oink if you are!". The idea of having a whole dildo inside him sent waves of excitement through his overfed body. "Oink, Oink!", he did his best to sound like a real pig. "Good boy", the blue-eyed lady praised him as she put the head of the well lubed up toy inside him. Half of it went in without problems. "Such a greedy, piggy", she praised him. All he could do in response was to moan. The apple in his mouth didn't allow for further elaborations. As if she wanted to give him a reward the Japanese woman started crawling his neck. Her fingernails on his sensitive skin sent shivers down his spine. He felt the strap on being pushed deeper inside him. Oh, he was so full! It almost felt as if the toy was pushing into all the food that was crammed into his belly. There was absolutely no way he would be able to let any gas out now. Every single calorie would have to stay inside him to be digested into more luscious fat. His blonde lover was now pounding into him slowly. As his Japanese play mate noticed that it made him ooze cum, she grabbed his dick and started licking it. Her other hand was massaging his balls. "We've fed you so much, it's time you give us something back now. I'm gonna milk you properly, big boy", she added in between licks. As her sucking got harder so did the pounding in his ass get faster. It made his body jiggle. The intense stimulation forced him to make noises. Saliva was drooling from the corners of his mouth. “I must look like a pathetic pig. Stuffed on all ends and too full to move”, he thought to himself. Suddenly he felt his pelvic floor contract strongly. As the stimulation intensified, he felt waves of pleasure rushing through his whole body. It was as if he was going to explode. For a moment he felt like he was pooping and peeing at the same time, but luckily none of that happened. There was just plenty of cum gushing from his hot dick. After having a mind-blowing orgasm, he collapsed onto the table as if all strength had left his body. The girls carefully started wiping sweat, cum and food leftovers off him. A little while later the waitress approached. She pat his head and praised him: "That was really special, I've never seen anyone eat like that. You're our most greedy costumer so far, not only when it comes to food". She winked at him while putting a blue ribbon around his neck. He answered with a proud burp and let the apple roll out of his mouth.

Author’s note: Firstly, thanks to my dear friend for inspiring the sashimi scene! Secondly, I’d like to inform you guys and girls that this was the big final of my story. I hope you enjoyed it! I will end this story after writing a short, but hopefully spicy epilogue about our main character and his colleague on the flight back home. As always, any suggestions are welcome.