Ronnie and Sam walked at a brisk pace, despite both eating far more than poor Alice, who felt more than stuffed. Although Alice obviously wanted the best for Ronnie, one of her closest friends, she couldn't help but feel a little... Flustered at the recent turn of events. Alice, having never really had close friends before, was experiencing what most people went through at a much younger age: jealousy. Of course, Alice would never, ever say anything, so she just watched her two jiggly friends march forward- one obviously jiggling much more than the other.
Back at the room, Megan had passed out towards the end of Top Gun and now sat snoozing upright on the couch, a spectacular amount of crumbs adorning her pudgy thighs. When Ronnie and Sam burst through the door, chatting loudly, Megan bolted upright, only to tumble forward at the sudden change in gravity in her chest area. Sam's first impression of Megan was moreso of Megan's ass than Megan herself, her current position sticking her rounded rear straight up in the air. Struggling to her feet, Megan wiped off her skirt in an attempt to look casual, which failed miserable. Sam dissolved into a bought of laughter, barely able to stand up straight, which is what Alice, now more than uncomfortable from the high amount of movement so soon after eating, came into the room to find.
Megan stood, red faced, in the center of the room, while Sam and moved towards the dining table they had set up, pounding her fist upon it. "What, uh..." Alice began, but Ronnie cut her off.
"Well we came in the room and I think Megan was asleep and we scared her and then she jumped up and fell over and stuck her butt in the air and ohmygoshIthinkSamisdying- SAM!" Ronnie jiggled her way towards Sam, wrapping two hefty arms around her waist and pulling her upright.
"Holy... Fucking... Shit... That was... Too fuckin'... Funny..." Sam wheezed, while Megan continued to stand upright, not entirely sure how to react. "Jesus... Is it always like this in here? I feel like I'm watching some shitty sitcom..."
Megan, finally recovering, walked up to Sam, attempting to look serious as she said, "Well, my name is Megan, and I usually don't greet people with my butt."
At which point Sam devolved back into laughter.
After a while, both Sam and Megan managed to calm down, proper introductions were made, and then, of course, the food was attacked. Ronnie, Megan, and Sam all collectively hefted up every snack and good that still remained within the room, and brought it over to the couch, placing it on the small side table to the right of the couch, and on the minifridge to the left. "Yeah, I have a few movies I still need to watch... Hey Sam, why don't you pick? Alice, get over here! You can sit in ol' Rudolph!" Megan shouted to her silent roomie. Alice had stood in the doorway since she entered the room, unsure of how to proceed. However, at Megan's request, Alice dutifully marched over to the aforementioned "ol' Rudolph", sitting next to the side table and angled to view the TV.
Ol' Rudolph was a chair that apparently had been brought in and left by the previous inhabitants of the room, and was easily the worst chair in the history of the concept of seating. Cracked, frayed leather adorned the once overstuffed, but now vastly under stuffed, recliner, which was constantly avoided by all inhabitants for that very reason- it sucked to sit in it. And now, here was Alice, separated from her best friends by Sam- the whole situation just seemed unfair. Alice, lost in her brooding, failed to notice the first few times the other girls tried to get her attention, until-
"Hey, Prissy! You care if we watch this?" Sam said, waving the plastic DVD case in front of Alice. "I mean, it's still your room, right? This move looks like the shit, though..." The movie in question was the original version of The Crazies, a seemingly horrible looking movie. Still, Alice hated to disagree, and so she simply shook her head no, at which point Sam grinned. "Yeah... Alright!" The DVD was handed off to Megan, who, after a few failed attempts, managed to hoist herself off the couch to pop in the DVD. At the sight of Megan bending over, Sam said loudly, "Oh, are you saying hello again?" Causing the three girls to fall back into the previous fit of giggles.
As the movie started up, Alice could barely focus. She felt alone, she felt angry, she felt... Hungry? Alice knew she shouldn't feel hungry, but at the massive surge of emotions, her stomach had growled. She paused, trying to not focus on how angry she was long enough for it to happen again, but nothing came forward. She glanced at the couch, loaded down with the three girls of various thickness, and felt the anger roll upwards again, this time accompanied with an even louder grumble.
"Jee, Alice, eat something, we can hear your gut from over here!" Megan said jokingly, eliciting more laughter from the couch.
"Yeah, here, take these... I fuckin' hate scones and these two are eating cookies." Sam said, chucking a plastic bag full of the flaky pastries towards Alice, who caught them, despite herself. Alice stared at the bag for a moment: she knew full and well that she didn't need to eat, and yet...
"What the fuck is this movie even about? This is just lame so far!" Sam said sarcastically, at which point Megan fake punched her shoulder, causing her to yell "YOU WANNA GO?!" before wiggling her arms jokingly in the air, pretending to strangle someone, which caused the group of girls to burst into laughter for what felt like the hundredth time. Sighing, Alice crammed a hand into the bag, pulling out one of the treats and taking a massive bite. Oddly enough, when she did, she felt... Much less upset! From that point on, whenever the girls on the couch started acting like they had been best friends since childhood, Alice would take a massive bite out of a scone, and enjoy the twenty something minutes of relative peace.
As the movie carried on, each girl put more and more food into their guts, the absence of focusing on eating seemingly allowing them to eat even more than usual. So much so, that by the time the end of the film rolled around, the seemingly endless mountains of food had been completely cleared from either holding space.
"Oh... Fuck me... That was a good -hic- movie..." Sam stated dreamily from the couch. Her yellow uniform was covered in crumbs and smudges, Sam's apparent lack of manners manifested on her previously clean shirt. Said clean shirt was also unbuttoned up to her chest, allowing her massively overstuffed pale dome of a stomach some breathing room. Patting it lightly Sam let out a loud belch, before groaning happily. "I'm gonna... Have to come here... More often..."
Megan wasn't fair much better. Apparently eating an entire two pound swiss roll, with chocolate filling, wasn't a good idea, and her hands rested on her massive stomach, slowly rubbing large circles over it, the movements causing her large breasts to shift slightly every few seconds.
Ronnie, a girl who seemingly was never full, had apparently outdone herself. Her uniform shirt had been pulled up enough for her to slip both hands underneath it, and every few moments she'd wince in pain from pressing against her stomach too hard. Ronnie was always large, but now she was LARGE. Her gut stuck out in a way it never had before, rock solid and barely moving. Normally her fingers would squish deep into her soft pillow of a stomach, but now they barely could get a few centimeters of give before Ronnie would let out a sharp gasp in pain.
Alice, however, looked the worst. Despite her overindulgent friends, Alice had shown remarkable restraint at Buttercombe (at least compared to most students), and while she was proud of her ability to usually say no, today she viewed as a curse- at least if she had been eating more on campus, then this wouldn't hurt so bad. Alice had quit bothering to count the scones at her eighth, but she was positive she had eaten at least 12 of the confections. And she certainly could feel it. Any movement at all caused such intense pain in her stomach that she had to lay completely still, which was made even more burdensome thanks to Ol' Rudolph. Alice was afraid to rub her stomach because she was certain that, if she managed to get the hiccups, it would be the end of her, it would hurt so badly!
"Well... Let's do this... Again sometime... Urrrrp." Sam said, leaning her head back on the couch.
"Ugh... Yeah, we should... And soon, this was... Fun." Ronnie said quietly.
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