You wake up the next morning, thinking that you were at home and mom was cooking breakfast. After waking up fully, you remember where exactly you are. This was a very long dream.
Crawling around, you come across a giant Twinkie. Your mother always said don't eat sweets for breakfast, but your mom wasn't here. It was about double your height and the length of three yous standing head to foot on the ground.
You grab a handful of the golden sponge cake and cram it in your mouth. Delicious. You stick your face into it and eat your way to the center, where you come across the creamy white filling. You feel your stomach getting fuller, and keep eating. The cream is sucked into your gullet, and you eat like a mindless zombie. When you've eaten your way to the other side, your stomach has become quite full. You crawl out of the other side and land in a pile of mashed potatoes. You gobble the potatoes with your hands, finding it harder to eat due your stomach bloating in front of you. You make an effort to dream it away, but nothing happens. It continues growing as you eat, lifting up your shirt and exposing your belly button. You move from the potatoes to the giant glass with a large straw sticking out from it. Reaching up, you grab it, stick it in your mouth, and start sucking on it. Warm milk flows into your mouth and you let out a soft moan. As you drink, your tummy pushes outwards even more, becoming firm and round. You slurp two thirds of the milk and start slowing down on the last third. You finally finish the milk, and lay on the ground, too full to move.
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