Choji rubbed his swollen belly as he finished off the last of the food, sliding a thick fried chicken leg into his mouth, sucking off the meat and tossing the bone to the side, patting his bare belly- he'd long since abandoned his once loose-fitting top, his elastic pants near bursting limit on his stretched waist, the same for his boxers.
After a few moments of rubbing, he grasped the now-empty fridge and got up, slowly waddling towards the bathroom. When he got there to hop onto the scale, it read out at...
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