"I am not. Bite me, I'm starving. And you weigh five pounds more than I do anyway." All this is said as you peruse sandwich makings, juices, pickles, leftovers, fruit. So many options. You think you hear Susie enjoying some other snack behind you.
"Don't eat too much Susie. Mom'll be pissed if you ruin your appetite." Gradually it dawns on you that Kate hasn't answered. Strange, when you gave a dig at her weight. "Kate? I mock you into submission?" From behind you, there are noisy slurps and gulps. Forgetting food...again...for the moment, you turn around.
Kate is almost gone. Susan's mouth is stretched impossibly around your best friend's thighs, a giant distended belly showing where she's gone. The huge orb of flesh has pushed up Susan's dress, and you can see the wriggling outline of Kate inside. Susan happily keeps eating, pulling Kate's knees towards her mouth...
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