Suddenly, an overwhelming wave of drowsiness washed over Trish. Her eyes grew heavy, and she staggered back from the mirror, clutching her enormous, overindulged belly. The combination of the rich, creamy ice cream and the sheer volume of it she had consumed was starting to take its toll. She wobbled back to the table and plopped down into a nearby chair, her expanded midsection resting heavily on her lap.
Trish's body felt like it was in a warm, cozy embrace, and she couldn't resist the urge to lie down. She managed to crawl onto a nearby couch, her massive stomach rolling and jiggling with each movement. She lay there, sprawled out on her back, her belly rising like a mountain in front of her. Her eyelids drooped, and she let out a contented sigh.
Within moments, Trish had fallen into a deep food coma nap. Her mind was filled with dreams of endless ice cream mountains, candy cane forests, and rivers of chocolate. She was floating in a sugary paradise, completely unaware of the world outside.
Hours passed, and the guards outside exchanged puzzled glances. They had expected Trish to enjoy the ice cream, but they never anticipated that she would eat it all and fall into such a deep slumber. They decided to leave her be, assuming she would wake up eventually.
As Trish continued to dream in her sugar-induced slumber, her body digested the copious amounts of ice cream she had consumed. Her belly slowly began to shrink, and her breathing became more regular. By the time she finally started to stir, her once-bloated tummy had returned to its normal size.
She blinked her eyes open and yawned, stretching her arms above her head. The room around her was still the same, but the empty ice cream tubs on the table were a telltale sign of her indulgence. Trish couldn't help but smile as she remembered the incredible feast she had just experienced.
Though her adventure had started with a craving for ice cream, it had turned into an unexpected journey of self-indulgence and self-discovery. Trish realized that sometimes it was okay to treat herself and enjoy life's sweet pleasures, as long as she didn't let them consume her entirely.
With a newfound sense of contentment and a satisfied tummy, Trish got up from the couch, ready to face whatever awaited her next in this peculiar place.
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