Justin, not wanting to wait and see what Chef was planning, he screamed as loud as he could, "Hey! Help! Can anyone hear me? I'm trapped in the kitchen!" Several seconds went by with no sound from anyone, not even the cook himself. Just as Justin was about to call again, the push door gently glided open and in stepped the male Justin was talking with earlier, Trent. "Trent! Thank god you're here! I need you to untie me, the crazy chef has me tied." Justin pleaded, getting no reaction from Trent. "Uh, are you going to help me?" Justin asked, wondering what the other teen was thinking.
Suddenly, the door that Chef had gone through busted open; Chef stepping out of it with several trays of food loaded in his arms. "Ah, looks like we have some help." Chef laughed, staring at Trent. "You going to help me or not?" The cook asked, approaching Justin. "If not, you'll just get to watch me feed this kid until he can't eat anymore, and then I'll feed him until he can't move." Justin gulped, hoping Trent would actually help him instead of assisting Chef. "Fine then, I'll get started on my own."
Chef picked up some of the grub he had piled on one of trays and forcefully shoved it in Justin's mouth, making the boy swallow it. "What're you doing?" Justin choked, coughing from the food he had just been fed. "Isn't it obvious boy, I'm gonna be feeding you until you can't move anymore." Justin's eye grew wide, but he wasn't nervous or scared. In reality, this is actually what he had been dreaming about. He just wasn't sure if he was ready for it. "Open wide, here comes more." Chef announced, now picking up two pieces of food and forcing them down Justin's throat, causing him to cough again.
"I can swallow it on my own." Justin choked out. "Oh, we have a willing one do we? Fine, it's not as fun that way though." Chef obliged, smirking. "Hey, tall kid. Get over here and help me stuff this kid." Chef called, facing Trent. Trent nodded slowly and stepped over to the male, grabbing two handfuls of food and tossing them into Justin's mouth. "Is he into this too?" Justin thought as Chef and Trent began taking turns force feeding Justin food. He had to admit, he really was enjoying all the food. He could feel his stomach growing larger and larger, just waiting to bust of the shirt he was wearing. The feeding continued for several more minutes, Justin's stomach not even being close to full. Just as his shirt was about to shoot up past his lower belly, Chef and Trent stopped giving Justin food.
"Looks like we're out of food. Wait here and guard the boy until I get back with more." Chef ordered, standing up and walking into that back room again. Now that Trent and Justin are alone, Justin...
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