"It's nice to meet you too," Jamie said, smiling at Carmen. "And honestly? I think you look great. I'd kill for hips like yours."
"Thanks," Carmen replied, her smile getting wider. "To be honest, I don't even want to be here right now. It's just, my two older sisters were cheerleaders, so there's this expectation from everyone in my family that I'll be a cheerleader too."
"That sucks!" Jamie said sympathetically. Before she could say anything else, her impatient stomach made another loud gurgle.
"Oh my god, that sounded bad," Carmen gasped. "Did you eat anything before coming to tryouts?"
"No, not really," Jamie murmured in response, embarrassed. The night before, she'd finally managed to get back to sleep about an hour before her alarm clock would have woken her up. As a result, she'd managed to oversleep and miss breakfast entirely. Even worse, she'd had that dream about eating Susan again, only to be rudely woken up mid-swallow!
"Here," Carmen said, reaching into a nearby backpack (presumably hers), pulling out a granola bar, and handing it to Jamie. "Hopefully, this will tide you over until lunchtime. No one should go without breakfast."
"Thank you," said Jamie, unwrapping the bar. It didn't feel like anything but another person would put a dent in the hunger she was feeling, but Carmen's gesture was appreciated nonetheless. She now felt kind of bad about thinking about eating the other girl earlier. She quickly polished off the granola bar, and said "That's better." It was a white lie, through and through, but Jamie didn't really want to hurt Carmen's feelings right now.
A moment later, another cheerleader, even slimmer than Jamie was and with her long blonde hair done up in a ponytail that fell down to her shoulders, walked into the part of the locker room where Jamie and Carmen had been talking. "Are you here to try out too?" the cheerleader asked Jamie, not even looking at Carmen. She looked up and down Jamie's body with a judgmental eye as Jamie nodded yes. "I guess you'll do. Might have to drop a pound or two if you want to make the final cut. Just don't pick up any bad eating habits from Thunder Thighs over there."
Carmen's face flushed red again as the cheerleader turned to leave. Meanwhile, Jamie's stomach let out another anguished moan. Finally having found the right target, Jamie moved behind the cheerleader, seized her ponytail, and yanked her backwards by it. The girl's surprised scream was muffled as her head entered Jamie's mouth. At this point, Jamie's instincts took over as she swallowed the thrashing cheerleader, her belly bloating outward as her stomach expanded to accommodate its biggest meal to date. Finally, the cheerleader's slim calves and bare feet were sucked into Jamie, who staggered backward, collided with a locker ass-first, and slid down it to the floor.
Jamie's belly was absolutely enormous, looking comically out of place on the rest of her otherwise slim body. It's sudden expansion had forced the button off of her jeans and forced its fly downward to accommodate it, and her formerly form-fitting t-shirt was now riding up its expanded mass. There was a lot of thrashing and muffled screams coming from inside of it, but that didn't really concern Jamie all that much. The cheerleader would get tired soon enough. More importantly, she was now finally feeling full. She let out a sigh of contentment, and then looked up and realized that Carmen was still there.
Carmen was staring, slack-jawed, at Jamie. Jamie smiled sheepishly, and said, "I may not have been entirely truthful when I said that the granola bar filled me up."
Jamie's attempt at humor seemed to snap Carmen out of her shock, but her voice was still a little shaky when she asked, "So... did you really just eat her?"
"I'm pretty sure, yeah," Jamie responded, patting her distended middle. "To be honest, I didn't actually come here for tryouts."
Before their conversation got much further than that, another cheerleader, about a small as the one that Jamie had just eaten, walked into their section of the locker room, loudly saying "Has anyone seen Britney? It's almost-" Her voice trailed off as Jamie's bloated belly entered her field of vision. "And what do you think you're doing here, whale?" she asked in an extremely acerbic tone. As the cheerleader in her stomach started to struggle again, probably on account of hearing a familiar voice, Jamie started to think. Sure, she was pretty full right now, but she might be able to fit one more person inside her. Of course, doing so on her own would be a little difficult, seeing as she was pinned to the ground by her own bulk.
She then looked at Carmen, a sly smile on her face, and asked, "A little help?"
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