Despite the pain, Zayn enjoyed the feeling of tightness in his stomach. He looked down at his swollen, orb like gut. He usually had a flat stomach, and didn't eat this much, so the pain was caused by his stomach expanding in ways it usually didn't.
I love this feeling... thought Zayn. I'll just do it from time to time, in private and it will be fine.
Over the months that followed, Zayn did stuff his stomach full. He wolfed down whatever he could, usually fast food. The more he did it, the less pain it caused him, and the more food Zayn could stuff into himself. Zayn stuffed himself more frequently as time went on, at first only a few times a month...then every week...then a few times every week...soon, Zayn was filling himself with food virtually everyday.
The boys had formal event that evening. Zayn sat by himself in a hotel room in his white Calvin Klein boxers, surrounded by discarded Big Mac wrappers. Zayn licked the last of the ketchup off his fingers, and looked into the mirror opposite him. He had ketchup dribbling down his chin. He licked it up. His gut was full to bursting. Zayn stood up to massage it. He felt something different about himself. Where his stomach had once been tight, even when it was totally full, it felt softer. Zayn's hand found his belly button, his pushed his finger into it. It was deep.
Zayn stepped closer to the mirror.
I can't have gained weight...I only stuff myself occasionally
But Zayn knew that he was lying to himself. His stuffings had become a daily occurrence...
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