"Now Ms Gordon, like I've said your sprain was not serious, but for it to properly heal you're going to have to keep off your feet for a few weeks. So until you have made a full recovery, I just want you to sit here and relax. I'm here to take care of any of your needs." Barbara had been situated in Wayne Manor's posh parlor, plopped in a deliciously recliner in front of one of the largest televisions she had ever seen.
"Master Bruce seldom uses this room, he keeps it mostly for show. The life of a playboy is one of frivoulous luxury, and it wouldn't be a very convincing guise if he didn't live the cliche. Now then Ms Gordon, if you need anything, just anything, just ring this buzzer and I'll be there in a bustle"
"Aw Alfred, you sure know how to treat a girl." Barbara paused as a hunger pang tore through her stomach, emitting a loud groan that begged for to eat. She had almost forgotten how hungry she was."Erm, Alfred before you leave, would you mind making me something to eat? I seriously haven't eaten all day and I'm just starving right now"
"Certainly. And what can I get for you?"
"Well, I've been just craving a deep dish pepperoni pizza today. Do you think you could whip me up one?"
"Absolutely. Anything you desire."
"Oh, and do you think you could make me some hot wings? I'm really hungry. Oh and do you think you can make me some ribs as well? And maybe a few chili cheeseburgers! Oh and maybe some cookie dough ice cream, that just sounds heavenly" Barbara salivated at the thought of so much delicious food. She wanted a pig-out and by god she was going to have one, she had already made the decision that tonight was going to be about one thing. Stuffing herself to the gills.
"Very well, Ms Gordon. I'll have your dinner out as quickly as possible."
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Barabra's meal had taken nearly 2 hours to cook, but dinner was finally served. Babs had spent the last few hours virtually motionless, lazily watching TV in an attempt to curb her hunger pangs. When the dinner carts had finally begun being rolled into the master living room, she nearly squealed in delight. She was starving, and god damn it she needed to eat! The first course to be served to her was the deep dish pizza she had been craving all night, she had been craving it so deeply in fact, that when Alfred brought it over to her, she ripped it from his hands, just so she could dig in faster.
She took her first bite, savoring the taste as best she could, before finally inhaling the greasy treat in a matter of mere seconds. The rest of her meal fell almost as quickly. She greedily stripped the wings and ribs of their flesh, not even caring that her face and fingers were covered with the delicious sauce. When she finally came to the burgers, she was absolutely thrilled to find that her plate was just filled with the scrumptous burgers. Almost 11 total just crowding the plate, Alfred must have known that she would devour the rest of her meal, and had made her a little extra. But, the sheer amount of burgers weren't enough to slow Barbara down, taking a burger in each hand and cramming them into her face as quickly as she could. It took only a few minutes for those burgers to find themselves disappear down her widening maw, the chili finding it's way onto her sweater and jeans, but she didn't care. The food stupor had already taken complete control of her. Barbara's stomach groaned in protest, it's capacity having already been filled several times over, but she still had one more obstacle to conqueror. Dessert. Unlike the rest of her meal, Barbara decided that she would rather savor her ice cream, rather than just inhaling it. Spoonful after spoonful of the ice cream found it's way to her mouth, her stomach screaming for her to stop at every step of the way, but she prevailed, and before long the sundae had met the same fate as the rest of her feast.
"Ughhhhh..." was the only word that could come to mind. Her stuffed belly had swollen to that of a pregnant woman, still firm from the feast it had just undergone. Her stomach moaned and groaned as she finally released it from it's denim cage, her swelled stomach sighing in relief. Barbara's feeding frenzy had left her in a complete stupor, she had not even noticed that Alfred had seen the entire ordeal.
"My Goodness Ms Gordon, I've never seen such a display of gluttony..." Alfred muttered, as he was slightly disgusted by the whole affair.
Barbara just craned her neck towards Alfred, let out an enormous belch, and quickly drifted off into her food induced coma.
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