Harry moaned in agony as he finished his massive meal. "Why do I do this?" he belched as he felt the roaring pain in his belly. Every single day since the death of Voldemort and the destruction of the Deathly Hallows, he's gorged himself to the point of agony. Breakfast lunch and dinner he'd eaten until he was physically in pain.
Every single day without fail he did this. And he didn't want to stop.
He looked down at his own potbelly which had begun to form due to his gorging. his once lanky frame had begun to fill out from constant and unending gluttony.
He belched once more as he loosened his belt. he should stop wearing pants. It would be easier to just wear a robe and nothing else.
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