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From rags to riches, what happens when these women win big?
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Chapter #5

I guess I have room

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"You know what... I've been sitting for a few minutes, I could maybe fit a slice of cake in." Sam said, rubbing her belly as Hannah smiled, just thinking about feeding Sam and Chloe until they couldn't move. Hannah came back with a trolley laid out with plenty of sweets. Chloe began to lick her lips looking at the spread, thinking about putting as much of it into her belly as humanly possible, while Sam looked nervous at first, but then seeing all the options, she began to overthink what she wanted to eat.

"Mrs. Rodgers, what can I get you?" Hannah said, pushing the food closer to Sam, making her drool slightly at the food. Sam no! You can't! Sam heard her will power shouting, unsure of what to do. If you eat this you'll lose your figure! Resist! Sam pondered for a couple more seconds, before making her choice.

"I'll take some cake, and I'd love to try some of that apple pie there too... oooh those brownies look delicious... okay maybe a couple of those and some cookies... y-yeah, t-that's not too much, trying to watch my figure after all." Sams plate began to look loaded from the sweets, and she began to take a bite from her pie moaning as she tasted it. "Mmmmmmm oh my god Hannah! This is spectacular!" Sam said, taking a second, bigger bite. Soon Sam was moaning and stuffing herself rapidly, looking like she'd maybe need more dessert....

As Sam ate, Chloe began grabbing her food, and having Hannah bring her more milk to guzzle down. Chloe stuffed cake, pie, doughnuts, brownies, cookies, cupcakes and ice cream sundaes, covering her face in dessert. Chloes gut looked more and more full from the food as she ate with gusto, moaning and popping out of her clothes.

"Holy FUCK Hannah! YO-*UUURRRPP*!! YOU, are fucking... *hic* incredible!!! *munch munch munch* I'll take some more doughnuts *BURRP* please!!" Chloe said, straddling her large bloated belly, looking like a slob, almost popping out of her bra and exposing her breasts to Hannah, who might just come if she does.

Hannah had to work very hard keeping the food on it's way for the girls, but her focus drifted occasionally, fantasizing of one of them asking for her to do more than just feed them like a waitress. Hannah knew she couldn't do that, even if she thought Chloe would be into it. I'll just have to keep waiting... Hannah thought, bringing a second carton of Milk for Chloe, who was almost tapped out.

Chloe had a doughnut currently stuffed in her mouth, trying to drink milk to wash it down. She eventually did finish chewing, but Hannah could tell she was tapped out.

"I'm... *UUURRPP* ughh... I'm... *hic*... calling i-*hic*... it.... *BBRRAAAHHPP*" thought Chloe as she put down the empty carton. Across from her was Sam, who was entirely passed out. She fell asleep after forcing half a pie into her gullet. Sam looked messy and bloated, showing signs that her weight will only rise in the coming months. Sean came over to his wife, had Hannah help him carry her to her room.

"There there pumpkin, I'm gonna get you to bed." Sean said lovingly. Minutes later, Hannah returned to help Chloe into her room.

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1. The next day

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