Eleanor jumped up and down with glee, "Oh yay! Hold on, I'll go get you some food." With that Eleanor ran off, leaving Theodore pondering what Eleanor meant by 'Butterball', as he thought one of his paws drifted down and traced the curve of his tummy, "How big is she gonna make me?" His train of thought was broken as he saw Eleanor come back, her arms were full of donut boxes, "I'm back, you ready?" Theodore nodded in earnest, licking his lips, donuts were his fave, "Alright, sit down." And he did just that as Eleanor stacked the boxes to one side and placed one in his paws, she then proceeded to lay belly down on the floor, "Go ahead and eat, I'll watch."
"Er, okay." Theo opened the white box and gazed upon a dozen or so of the most delicious looking glazed donuts he'd seen, he picked one up and sniffed it, a wonderful sugary aroma wafted to his nose, which made his tummy growl a little, "Sounds like someone's hungry." Eleanor said teasingly, Theo couldn't help but blush as he took a bite of the donut, "Wow! That's the best tasting donut I've ever eaten!" He shoved the rest into his mouth and began to stuff his face, one donut after the other disappeared into his mouth until finally he reached the bottom, upon which Eleanor replaced the empty box with another full box. Slowly Theo emptied one box after another, he was about to stop at his fifth box when he suddenly felt full, "ohhh." Theo leaned back and looked at his belly, it completely filled his lap and bulged roundly, it had hiked part of his hoodie up with it's increased size, Eleanor put the new box down and rubbed Theodore's full belly, "Aww, look at your tummy all big and full and plump." She patted it affectionately, "Eleanor," Theo said lazily, "Can I take a nap? My belly is hot and it's making me sleepy." The she-munk gave Theo's tummy a little sqeeze before saying, "Okay, you gonna sleep right here?" Theodore nodded sluggishly, "Okay, sleep tight, my plump butterball." With that Eleanor strolled off and Theo, feeling oh so sleepy, conked out on the cold tile floor, dreaming about eating those delicious donuts. Little did poor Theo know, those donuts were more than they seemed. . .
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