Chapter 19

The afternoon ended after Ryan cleaning the shop and went into the kitchen to pick up his boxes. Yet again the bakery cream machine wasn't emptied. Luckily Ryan felt excited to fullfill that task and set it to its lowest speed again and pulled the nozzle to his mouth.
Whith the machine coming to life Ryan tasted something different. This was no vanilla cream; it was that praline filling that marge used to fill chocolates, and there seemed to be lots of it. Ryan felt the extremely rich concotion melting on his tongue and sliding into his throat. It felt more than satiating in several ways. It was so thick and rich he could hardly keep up. But he wanted it. It kept flowing; he wanted ALL of it. It fell heavily in his stomach, he almost had to choke a few times. It took him half an hour to empty the whole thing.
He had to sit down, getting nauseous. In the back room he lowered himself in Marge's chair and layed back. Oof! ouch! he lingered between pain and rapture. What had he done to himself; could this be harmfull? It was no pain like he knew from bloating; Not the volume pressing against his stomach, but his whole body seemed knocked out in reaction to the density of calories he had just forced into it. Sure, he could see his belly was somewhat bloated but no extremities in that sense. He decided he couldn't do anything else but rest before moving on, and tried to take a nap.
After about 45 minutes, he had returned to a state of being capable to walk without vomiting he thought. He googled and calculated roughly that he might have eaten about 8000 calories in that rampage! woah.. quite the performance that I manage to keep that in, he reveled.
He carefully got up, went to pick up his stuff and the boxes and shuffled his way upstairs to their appartment. He felt lucky the shoped had closed early today, which gave him time to recover before Luke would come home. He placed his boxes on the counter and went for the couch.
When Luke finally came home, Ryan was still laying there. His shirt had slightly crept up, which gave Luke a peek at a sliver of Ryans belly. When he sat up he pulled his shirt down immediately. Not that it helped a lot, the belly had grown enough recently to let it be seen more often peeking from under nearly every shirt. Luke thought pleased of how it was already visible while they hadn't even had 1st, 2nd and afterdiner yet. And that next session was surely about to start if it depended on Luke.
Luke cooked up a great meal like usual, and Ryan showed his well known sturdy eating behaviour. Luke liked to watch what he saw and was merely in awe of the guy's miraculous appetite. Which is why he had secretly upped the portions he served. He wanted to know when his roomie would call it quits considering their experiment, or when he would finally have enough for once. They had agreed to do this for a week, but it had gone on for 13 days in a row by now. Not that Luke didn't like what he saw; on the contrary, he kept being amazed over and over. He had expected that by increasing the quantities of food, Ryan would at least protest or that he would have to admit he reached his limits. He never did. So far at least. Luke was convinced there had to be a limit and kept on cooking up a storm untill that point was reached. When Ryan would hit his limit they would end this thing and things would return to normal. That moment could not be far away.
After cleaning out two plates, Ryan was gulping down a pudding right out of its cup, when the doorbell rang. He couldn't be bothered but Luke came in a few minutes later holding a bag of takeout. Pork belly rols with cravy! he shouted. Ryan instantly dropped the pudding cup and started by picking up a roll with two hands. In large bites he greedily plowed a way through the first roll. He smirked at Luke who looked amazed as ever. Ryan loved to set up the scene. Shortly after he felt increasingly worried however. The rolls were big and heavy and Ryan felt his bellly thightening. He was getting fullerby the bite and wondered if he would be able to finish. He had already loosened his belt and had to make room again. He groaned and huffed. Luke looked him straight in the eyes when he came up from his plate.

L: you're done right?
R: hmff, plate's not empty
L: but is it gooing to be emptied big man?
R: sure man, gimme some time.
L: You know you don't HAVE to dude.
R: what do you mean don't have to, I want to!

With that Ryan scraped his plate with the last roll and took in all the gravy while biting away all that was left. He placed his plate triumphantly in the middle off the table and leaned back. They moved off to the sunbeds on the terrace and while Luke read something, Ryan mostly lay digesting. After an hour or two, Luke came out with some beers. They drank, enjoyed the late summer warmth, and talked the night away. After quite a few beers Luke went in to grab another two, returning with the beers while holding something else. Luke had found the pastry boxes still standing on the counter, and was surpised that nothing seemed to be eaten out of it yet, while mostly Ryan would have eaten some before he even got home. 'That's how he managed to keep up with so much food tonight' Luke thought. 'Let's see if he can take some of these'.
Luke came back holding the pastry boxes that Ryan had forgotten about.
L: How about a snack?
R: What, you mean burgers? nah man, eaten so much Pork belly already tonight..
L: Uhhm Ryan, is that actually you? turning down food like that... I didnt mean to fire up the BBQ though, I mean these! they were still standing on the counter.
R: Ah, thats right, didn't think of those but yeah, I kinda crave something sweet!

He can sure eat! Luke thought. How can a man possibly be hungry again after such a feast only a few hours later? Ryan set up the first box and began to munch on 4 eclairs, 2 tiramisu, 3 Berliners, 4 chocolate cakes and finally two last pieces of cheesecake. Than he sighed heavily and put the boxes aside. They were not empty yet.
L: Sure you won't eat these mr. bottemless?
R: Nah, I may have had enough for now.
L: It's quite late already, I assume you won't eat them before bed right?
R: Don't know man, I'm kinda full, I've eaten my share at the bakery today as well.
L: That's bull Ry, you always eat your share at the bakery
R: Ok, one more than.

With that he ate again; one became two, but then it stopped.
R: I'm stuffed man, can't eat a single bite
L: Howcome? We didn't eat burgers today either
R: Yeah, dissapointing right? I dunno man, I'm like oouf, so full still.
L: So you admit you hit your max?
R: Dude, don't push me man, I would eat if I could but I have to wait my belly is so tight
Luke could see that for sure. He couldnt imagine he had seen it bigger than it was at this very moment.
L: oh ok, I see. Well shall we conclude our experiment by now than? I mean you've eaten without limitations for like what? 13 days in a row?
R: gheghe ghe I thought you'd never bring it up! It felt great though seeing your amazement (he smirked)
L: Yeah, I can easily admit that; you're the greedeiest man I've ver seen Ry.
R: I wasn't even competing to much, I must admit I liked it more that I would have thought before.
L: and the results?
R: results? I've nearly cleared out a bakery and my boyfriend roomie spent his days cooking for me ghe gheghe, and oh; it felt awesome!
L: Yeah I already got that Ry, I mean did you check on your weight in the meantime?
R: no, why should I? I didnt check that during your holidays either.
L: I want to know Ry, I think you must have broken your former record. Don't you think its nice to know?
R: I already know my capacity increased by lots, I've eaten more and I enjoyed it, that's the most important for me. Weightgain is just a side effect. ghe ghe
L: You must have gained a ton again Ry
R: Could be, that would explain why noothing seems to fit right these days Luke hahaha

Luke went to the bathroom and came back with the scale.

L: Let's do this again; What do you estimate Ry?
R: Well, let me see, I gained like 19 pounds or so a week while you were away, so it should be at least 30 plus pounds or so I guess.
L: Must have been more Ry, you said you ate more right?
R: Yeah true that, let's say 35?
L: I'm guessing more like 40 the way I've seen you stuffing away.

Ryan walked on to the scale and shivered before stepping on. The digits blinked a few times before 428 lighted up.

R: What the f... Luke look at this!

He stepped up a second time; 429, and it went back to 428. 428 (194kg) it said clearly.
R: dude that means you won! I really did gain more than before. 428 minus 386 is 42 f*ckin* pounds! I ate like 3.3LBS (1,46kg) a day Luke! A DAY. We better not do this regularly man; I'm fattening by the minute.

The thought that he outdid himself made him feel strangely satiated... maybe even horny?