This choice: Agrees and stuffs herself with tons of food • Go Back... "Yeah! I'm starving! I need to eat! It's been, like, a whole hour since I last ate!"
Tina shook her head. She'd sounded just like her brother when it came to food for a moment. It was like Tina suddenly inherited his addiction to food. It was strange to have such an intense craving to eat. If she didn't, then she'd wither away. Tina had never wanted anything as badly as she did food at the moment.
Tina placed her hands behind her and slowly began pushing herself into a sitting position, struggling against the weight of her massive belly. It was tiring, and she felt as though she was doing a hundred pushups, but she soon made it up to her feet. She was utterly exhausted from just that one effort.
Her belly hung out like a beachball, its weight constantly trying to drag her over. Her skin was stretched and tight, and she caught sight of her belly button in the mirror, poking out just like every other pregnant girl she'd seen. But, her belly was far more giant than any other pregnant girl she'd ever seen.
"So," Tom said from inside her stomach, "what are you gonna have?
"Everything!" Tina replied, rubbing her belly, "I'm so hungry!"
"You sound just like me," Tom chuckled, his laugh causing her belly to shake and almost knocking her over. Tina quickly steadied herself against the bed while waiting for Tom to stop moving inside her. It took a moment, but the shaking finally stopped, and she felt herself begin to regain her footing.
Tina took an unsteady step towards the door with a deep breath, her belly swaying heavily from side to side.
"Woah, that feels so weird," Tom called out from her belly, "It almost feels like I'm flying."
"Yeah, well, I feel like gravity is twice as strong now, so enjoy it while you can because I'm going to make you give me a ride everywhere once you get out."
Tina wrapped her arms under her belly, keeping it from moving around and transferring some weight to her arms. She inched closer, grabbing the doorknob and twisting. By the time she'd made it to the kitchen, she was almost used to her size. At least as far as walking went. She still found herself bumping her belly into walls and any other obstacle in her way, often eliciting a grunt of protest from Tom.
Tina looked through the cabinets, desperate to find food. She pulled out a box of cookies and tore into it as she continued her search for more sustenance. Finally, she found a container of chips and tore into them, too. Another box, another bag. She searched through all the drawers, her stomach growling louder with each empty container. Why couldn't she sate the hunger inside her? All she wanted to do was eat. Was this how Tom felt all the time? Was she going to have to live like this, never being full and always wanting more?
Cookies, cakes, chips, brownies, anything. Tina needed more. She had to eat. It wasn't like her, but she couldn't help it. She was just so hungry. She needed to find more food. Her stomach let out a loud growl. It felt like she needed to eat for an army, but she couldn't even find enough food for just herself.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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