Belching loudly before exiting her car, Lauren wobbled unsteadily on her feet- Not only was that taco binge making her ridiculously gassy (the car ride home had been a series of miserable burps and hiccups), her stomach protruded far enough to screw up Lauren's center of gravity, albeit only a slight amount. Still, her engorged gut was too much to obscure with her clothes, no matter how hard she tried, so Lauren knew that speed was of the essence. If she could just make it to her room, she could lock her door and digest until her stomach (hopefully) shrunk down to a somewhat reasonable size. Slowly walking up to the door, Lauren pressed her ear against the wood, listening hard for the sounds of footsteps through the house. The only noise she heard was from the television. "That's good... Meg and Justin are probably just vegging out on their lazy asses, I should be able to sneak through without them noticing!" Lauren whispered to herself, before slowly and quietly easing open the front door.
Creeping through the house, hoping the television was enough to distract her siblings, Lauren was sure she was in the clear until... "Hic-urrrrrrrrp!" A violent hiccup/belch combo made it's way from her lips. Lauren instinctively froze, hoping nobody would say anything, but of course...
"What was that?! Oh, my God, Lauren, you totally pigged out today didn't you?!" Meg's voice crackled with excitement as Lauren attempted to quickly make her way to her room, ignoring her sister. However, in her bloated state, "quickly" meant a slow shuffle, which gave Meg ample time to cut her off, hustling in front of her and placing herself between Lauren and Lauren's room. "Oooooh, look at that gut! Wow, your boobs are gonna stick out less than your fat tummy if you keep this up!" Meg taunted obnoxiously, jamming a finger into Lauren's packed gut, which illicited yet another burp from the bloated teen.
"Ugh, you fuckin' bitch! Meg, I swear, I'm gonna end you!" Lauren hissed, one hand slowly rubbing her stomach where she had been poked. "Seriously, I'm gonna call Mom and Dad and..." Lauren started, before remembering that would be dumb- what would she say, that she pigged out and Meg noticed?
"And you'll what, tubbo? Heh, tell them you got a tummy ache?" Meg continued to push her luck, noticing how red Lauren's face had become.
"Well, at least I have tits, flatty! Shut your damn mouth and get out of my way!" Lauren attempted to smack Meg on the arm, but only managed to lose her balance and almost fall over. Meg, two steps ahead of Lauren, had already jumped backwards, her hand darting into her pocket, whipping out her cellphone. Lauren grimaced at the bright flash of the camera: Meg had taken a picture of her, complete with her bloated stomach pushing up her shirt!
"Hee hee hee! Boy, I wonder who would LOVE to see this picture?" Meg giggled exaggeratedly as she jumped up and down in excitement, taking absolute delight in the power she currently held over Lauren.
"I'm gonna fuckin' break your phone and then your face!" Lauren shrieked at the top of her lungs, her chest rising and falling with heavy breaths- both from her recent binge and from the amount of movement she had done in the past few minutes.
"And then what? Again, what would you tell our dear sweet parents? 'Oh, she tripped and fell and got a black eye and smashed her phone!' Yeah, right. Besides, I already" Meg pressed a few buttons, "e-mailed it to myself. I've got a hard copy, now, so it doesn't matter what you do to my phone."
"You're an absolute little shit. Why are you doing this? Money?" Lauren said exasperatedly.
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