Everyone dug into Fuuka's cooking like it was the work of a five star chef, which was what Fuuka was feeling like right now, to think just yesterday nobody would've been able to call her that without sounding like they had a gun to their head that wasn't an Evoker. Even just calling her cooking great was a struggle. Or calling it good. Or passable. or acceptable. Now her friends were positively gobbling it up, shoveling it into their mouths as soon as possible and asking for another serving as soon as they got the last bite in.
Their enjoyment of the food had even gotten in the way of their manners a bit, getting crumbs and ketchup on their hands and cheeks, and being in such a rush to eat they didn't always bother to wipe it off. While no one who had met him (or even looked at him) would be surprised at Junpei being a bit of a slob, seeing Yukari act like that would be a true shock, especially since it was the kind of behavior she'd chide Junpei for. The only ones who weren't eating like this was Fuuka and Mitsuru, and even then they were still eating really damn fast.
With how much they were eating, it was no surprise their stomachs began ballooning up. The washboard abs Akihiko had were quickly covered by a large ball of blubber, the well-earned result of years of exercise obscured by one session of gluttony. Now his muscles weren't what was being strained, but the buttons of his school vest were, his growing belly peeping through the new gaps.
Mitsuru's middle was kept firm and flat by her upbringing, the meals that had been prepared for her every day created a very healthy diet for her, a diet she had discarded the moment she sank her teeth into her hot dog. The bloated gut she now had was a giant orb attached to her torso, it contrasted greatly with the elegant air she carried herself with, even now as she gorged and gorged. The same could be said about her wardrobe, with the buttons on both her blouse and her skirt on the verge of blasting off, it was easy to overlook their graceful style and just focus on the belly.
If Yukari were to walk (or rather waddle) down the hallways at Gekkoukan high, the other students would be in for quite a surprise. As one of the most popular students there, she's one of the last people they'd ever expect to be sporting such a huge, fast food-filled belly, her signature pink uniform top beginning to unzip and ride up. Though this isn't quite as different from her usual personality as they'd think. By Yukari's own admission, she wasn't really good at watching her diet, she never really bothered with healthy food, it was mostly just snacks and fast food, she was something of a big eater too, she had even put on a little weight recently. Not that much, she still felt perfectly fine slipping into a bikini, but still, this binge was merely what her unhealthy eating habits were leading up to.
As for Junpei... what you see is what you get, not much to say about the strain his bloating belly was putting his belt and buttons through.
"UUUURRRP!" To no one's surprise (especially not Yukari's), Junpei was the first to burp.
"Junpei!" Yukari glared as she scolded him.
"Hey, I can't -URP- help it!"
"Yes you can! You just have to-"
"UURRRRRRRRRP!"
To both their visible surprise, and that of everyone there, the next belch didn't come out of Junpei's mouth. They looked over in the direction of the gaseous expulsion and saw Mitsuru with a fist to her mouth.
"Excuse me." She simply said, and then got right back to gorging.
Yukari closed her eyes and sighed, looking soundly defeated. "Never mind." She groaned and then unleashed a belch of her own on purpose. With these big bellies they had, it's not like there was any point in trying to mind their manners, she supposed. "OUUUURRRP!"
Akihiro, intentionally or not, joined in with his own burp, and then so did Minato, the bluenette looking like his big gut was going to send all his buttons flying any moment, diamonds of blubber pouring the gaps. Giving his belly a lazy rub, he looked at the star of the night with a clear expectation.
"Oh, I don't think I'd be any good at it." A bashful Fuuka said.
"Even with that?" He pointed towards her large stomach, causing her to blush and look down at it. Her school jacket and the sweater she wore under it had been forced far up enough to reveal quite a lot of belly flesh.
Fuuka placed her hands on her tummy and gave it a little jiggle. "Well, this would give me a boost, eh heh heh!" She let go of her stomach and adopted the most determined look she could. "Okay, here I go!" She breathed in and thumped her chest, feeling the gas rumble inside her, it wanted and release and she opened her lips to give it.
"URP!"
She looked shocked, not shocked at how loud the belch was, like she was with Mitsuru, but with how damn tiny it was. Thinking that can't possibly be her best, she breathed in again, shook her belly, and then opened her mouth again.
"URP!"
There was silence, and then a dejected sigh from the poor girl. "Guess that's all I've got."
All six bellies continued to grow, something that none of them seemed concerned about, not even when the wardrobe malfunctions started. *POP!* POP!* POP!* *SNAP* became common sounds around the table as their gluttony beat their clothes, with even a few sharp *ZIIIPS* as well. Minato's buttons went flying first, three on his shirt and one on his pants, the sound of them popping was sharp, as was that of his belt snapping in two as his belly bulged out. Next was Fuuka, she didn't have as many to lose, only the two on her skirt, but she sure cared about it more then Minato did about his. She blushed as she looked down and saw that, yes, she did eat that much, her belly was this big, and her buttons couldn't take it. Nonetheless, she had some tasty food to get back to.
Next was Mitsuru, the buttons on her skirt and blouse each popped off one by one in quick succession, which she paid no mind, she simply belched again and got back to eating. Next person to have issues with their clothes was Yukari, in the form of her top unzipping all the way up to her chest, leaving that big belly of hers completely exposed, the buttons on her skirt were popped off as her tummy flowed outwards. After that was Junpei, who went through the same malfunctions as Minato, though him busting his belt was a bit more of accomplishment as his belt was made out of materiel more hardy then Minato's, though his stomach was evidently even more hardy. And with Akihiro going through the same, that left everyone there without anything covering their stomachs, they were out in the air for everyone to see, and it was hard not to when they were so large. A lot of people in this situation would've take one good look at their stomachs, realized they had let their appetites go out of control, and promptly stopped eating. Not SEES though, for them all this meant was that their guts had a lot more room for Fuuka's cooking now, so that meant more eating.
And eat they did, until every last scrap of Fuuka's cooking was sitting deep in the pits of their stomachs, it was a good thing they ran out when they did, because they all felt like they would explode if they ate another crumb, they looked like it too. Each of their bellies was the size of an overinflated beach ball, they and the many empty plates were placed on the table in a way that almost looked proud, Fuuka certainly felt proud her cooking could produce tummies this big. Moans and belches aplenty came from the six bloated Persona users out of both pain and pleasure, giving their gurgling middles some much needed rubs to get all the gas out.
"So good..." Yukari moaned, eyes closed in satisfaction as she rubbed her gut.
"Indeed. BUUUAAAAARP!" Misturu belched loudly and without shame in satisfaction, a small smile gracing her lips, she was rubbing the top of her bloated tummy.
"Man, Fuuk -UAAAARRRP-! You gotta cook like this again for us sometime!" Junpei said with a hearty slap to his stomach.
Massaging his stomach with hand while his other arm was thrown over the shoulder of his chair, Minato burped before he said anything. "You're already thinking of eating more?"
"Sure! I gotta after getting to taste stuff like this. UUUAAARP! I mean, don't tell me you're all not thinking of it too!"
"Just don't expect any of us to roll you around afterwards."
"Yeah, really. BOOOOORRRP!" Akihiro said, rubbing the sides of his belly. "After eating like that, the only thing we should be thinking about is how we're going to work all this off tomorrow." It felt strange to hear this talk about exercise from a guy sporting a stomach as big as Akihiro's, granted the size was part of his point, but still.
Mitsuru belched deeply, this time it seemed like that was partly her way of entering the conversation. "Don't be so quick to dismiss the idea, Akihiro. I wouldn't doing this again myself, and our work at Tartarus will provided more then enough exercise to keep us in -BUUAAARRRRP- shape."
"See? Mitsuru's backing me up on this!" Junpei said those rare words.
"Can we at least ask Fuuka before we start drooling?" Yukari snarked, somehow that huge belly of hers made her look even more annoyed with the others jumping the gun, the only thing any of them could jump in their overstuffed state.
"Don't worry, Yukar -BURP- i! I'd be happy to cook dinner again!" Fuuka's was tenderly rubbing the center of her bloated belly with both hands. As the smallest there, she looked even more overtaken by her belly then the others did, but in truth her stomach was only an inch or two larger then most of the others, and that was just from the weight she had gained beforehand. "I couldn't possibly turn you down when you love my cooking so much! BUUOOOORRRP!" Her face turning red, Fuuka's slapped her hands over her mouth, as if she was pushing the burp back in there. She lowered her hands slowly. "E-Excuse me..."
"Knew you could do better." Hearing those words from Minato, that felt really good to Fuuka, good enough that she belted out another burp.
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