Sadiya tried to catch her breath, as she looked at the four walls around her. It was easier said than done, but if she didn’t, she might be heard by somebody outside, and that just could not happen. She’d find herself making a tasty meal for someone or, worse, lose her job! Eating customers had been strictly forbidden in all scenarios except the unavoidable. Her swollen belly pinned her against the wall of the cubicle, as it’s weight threatened to break the door open, and while she couldn’t say she really regretted her meal, it had to be a secret. As her breath slowed, she thought to herself about how this was in no way how she’d expected her day to go…

It had been a pretty good morning, as far as mornings went. Sadiya was lucky enough to only work Monday afternoons, so she’d been able to have a late night and a few extra hours in bed. Her and Amina, a long time friend and currently her flatmate, had been to the pub the night before. Their friend Dakota had been there too - the three girls had all been good friends since university, so whenever the three of them got together, chaos followed close behind. She didn’t remember a whole lot about the previous night, but Dakota laying naked on their couch as her belly worked down the previous night’s meal was an image she wouldn’t soon forget.

Amina had eaten a good bit too that night; Sadiya didn’t remember exactly how much, but she’d spent the morning complaining about how her new booty had ruined her comfiest leggings. She’d been left with a pretty sizeable stomach that was gonna take some work to get rid of. Not everyone could be as lucky as her and Dakota, who both ended up pretty toned if she left a long enough space between meals, regardless of how much she ate. Amina was already dressed for her inevitable day at the gym, a sports bra that was handling the slight growth around her chest competently, and a pair of shorts that were presumably failing at their task.

“For fucks sake!” Amina grabbed her considerable flab and jiggled it around. “I didn’t eat that much!”

Sadiya looked up from her breakfast, a bowl of cereal with some of Dakota’s “special” milk - a divine liquid only accessible to herself and her closest friends. Thick and sweet, it blew anything from a cow out of the water.

“I mean just look at all this fat, Sads !”, Amina continued, dropping her belly on the table. “It’s still the size of a whole person! How many did I eat again?”

Sadiya looked up. The night before was a haze, but Amina’s meals had happened early enough that it could at least be slightly remembered.

“I think you had four? That taxi driver who yelled at us about the tip, those two girls in the bathroom and that guy you thought was giving me trouble”

“Ah. Well in that case, you’re welcome!”

“He was being nice, Amina! Not every guy in the world is like that Goliath Dakota had to sort out last time”

Amina fumbled to respond, but, lost for words, ended up laughing awkwardly. Quickly changing the subject, she turned around to show just how poorly her shorts were handling the situation.

“Check all of this out, though!”. Two gigantic booty cheeks, easily rivalling the size of two fully inflated beach balls, slammed down on the table. Much heavier and fuller than the flabby stomach that preceded them, they lurched the table hard enough to spill a good bit of Sadiya’s breakfast over the table. Each cheek was toned, firm and round as if the product of intense exercise, and between them they were gobbling Amina’s shorts, thinning the line between them and a thong.

Transfixed for a moment, Sadiya struggled to react. After a moment it, it came: “That’s…. that’s a lot of ass!”

Amina proudly gave it a smack, and the two cheeks bounced into each other like the balls of a Newton’s Cradle. “Gotta say, it’s worth the belly. Though I’m starting to get some looks at the gym, and it’ll be hard to leave the place without filling back up!” This was another problem, there’d be no point in working off that belly if she was just gonna eat again and wake up the next day with the same issue.

“Anyway, I’ll need to borrow a pair of your leggings for the gym, I’ll be lucky if I can even get these shorts off intact!”

“Ah, sure, there’s some drying on the radiator. The blue pair should fit you but it’ll be a bit tight”

“I’ll manage! Thanks, Sads !”

Amina leapt off the table and bounded over to the radiator. Ducking down behind a rack of drying clothes, she got changed as Sadiya finished her breakfast. In their silence, the two girls became aware of Dakota’s snoring.

“She’s gonna be out all day at this rate”, Amina mused. “You have any idea how much she ate?”

Sadiya threw up her hands in doubt. It was always a mystery how far Dakota let her appetite go, though they could both be certain they’d both been totally outdone.

“Thought so. It has to be more than six this time. Should be able to count the skulls when I get home, if she’s still asleep”

Sadiya wondered how Amina could make light of such a thing. It was something she’d tried to put out of her own mind with her own meals, but it got a little easier each time, and her two friends were definitely more prolific predators than she was. Maybe it was just something that took a bit of getting used to.

Either way, if Dakota had eaten less than six people the previous night, they’d been some pretty big people. Her massive stomach had been firm and round that night, but now it was draped across her, pooling and flowing onto the floor. Her colossal breasts had doubled in size, beating Amina’s ass and leaving Sadiya unsure of what round object could describe them - definitely bigger than watermelons, but not quite approaching exercise balls. They were heavy and firm, filled to the brim with milk. No doubt they’d all be drinking well that night. No ass was visible, but there was no doubt that the same incredible expansion had occurred there too

All dressed, Amina was ready to go. She’d probably be coming home with a flat stomach, but, knowing her, it was unlikely to stay that way for long. Wishing her friend a good day at work, she was off.

Sadiya went back to her room. Work started in an hour or two, and while she could definitely get away with being a bit late, it wasn’t a good look. It was only a twenty minute walk, but in her experience, it paid to get ready long before she needed to be there, as the occasional wardrobe malfunction had proved a likely possibility. Like that time two months ago, when her old abaya ripped open while she was bending over to pick up a box at work. She’d been totally exposed! The new girl had been in the room with her at the time, and unfortunately she’d had to be dealt with.

Come to think of it, that was the last time she’d eaten anybody. Usually it’d be at least one big meal every week or so, a schedule she’d kept to pretty loosely ever since Amina had inspired her first meal a few years ago in college. It’d be one or two people per meal so as to not gain too much weight, usually someone being mean so as to avoid a lot of guilt later on, but she wasn’t picky. That new girl at work, for example, had just seemed pretty tasty, and the fact she’d seen Sadiya’s entire ass explode out of her dress didn’t help her case. She wasn’t quite sure why she hadn’t followed in her friends’ consumption the night before, but thinking about how long it had been, she was starting to regret it.

At least it was going to be an easy day at work; there was nothing major to stress about, so somebody to fill out her gut could be found pretty easily once she was finished. Pulling her new dress over a snug pair of shorts and her biggest bra (which was still only just sufficient), she straightened herself out in the mirror. Damn! Her breasts had grown since she’d last worn it, and a bit of cleavage was visible through the fabric as it was pulled transparent. There’d usually be something to cover herself a lot better, but all her shirts and her hijab were in the wash. Curse her lazy attitude towards household chores!

Turning around in the mirror, she noticed a similar situation behind. She had a huge bum, spreading the fabric of her dress so thin her panty line was visible. Usually she was pretty proud of her body, but at times like this it became something of a burden. Her outfit was supposed to project modesty, a difficult result to achieve when the body inside it was big enough to pull all the baggy parts tight. She gave it a little wiggle and bounced it around, watching her cheeks ripple and collide with each other. It’d be difficult to walk without giving anyone behind her a similar show, which at the very least, justified her taking the bus to work that morning.

It was a far colder day that it had seemed from indoors, so Sadiya’s bus journey was executed without any further thought. It was pretty quiet, with only another two or three seats occupied, so she was able to just tune out and listen to music until her stop. Her work was just around the corner, pretty close to the bus stop, except something was different. Directly across from the main doors was a street food unit, no doubt catering for the hundreds of people who walked past her work every day without entering. Disappointingly, they seemed to only be serving hot dogs, something she couldn’t eat, but getting closer, she realised that she recognised the two girls behind the grill. She had no idea how she was going to speak to them, but one of them looked up and took the initiative.

“Hey, you’re Sadiya right? It’s me, Gwen, from college!”

That was it, Gwen, and her friend Julya . The two had been a notorious pair back at college, the most likely cause of any mischief or missing people. They’d never been caught in the act, but it was always suspected that between the two of them, they’d caused the disappearance of an entire class!

“Yeah! Hey guys, I remember you!”

Gwen made herself a hot dog, and while slurping it down in one go, began to make another for Sadiya . But, remembering her former classmate’s dietary restrictions, she ate that one too. Julya looked up from her phone and gave a friendly nod. Sadiya and Gwen made the slightly awkward small talk one makes with someone who they don’t know super well and haven’t seen in a while, before it was almost time to go into work.

“Hey, Sadiya , one last thing”

“Hm?”

“Do you still hang out with Amina?”

Of course. Gwen had been crazy about Amina ever since she’d first seen her fill up her belly. She’d only been held back by a total inability to form sentences within her presence.

“Yeah, we still hang out. Why do you ask?”

“Have you got her number?”

Sadiya wasn’t sure whether her flatmate would like her phone number given out, so, making a quick excuse, she hurried into work. Gwen looked a little defeated, but not so much that she wouldn’t try again.

“Ey, you still losin ’ sleep over that bitch?” The rough words spoken with a slight Italian twinge signalled that Julya had finally spoken.

“Hey! You’d be just as weak if you’d seen how big and round she was. Or what her ass looked like the next day…”

Gwen began to salivate at the thought. There was almost nothing she wanted more than to kiss all over that belly, and those cheeks, before sensually putting her head between-

“Hey!” Julya slapped her across the back of the head. “You thinkin ’ about shovin ’ your head up her ass again?”

She blushed, with embarrassment and a little irritation. Julya had only guessed right because there wasn’t a whole lot else she thought about. Maybe another hot dog or two would make her feel better.

Gajra’s garments, Sadiya’s place of work, was a multicultural clothing outlet in the centre of town. It had been open for years and did pretty well, so the pay was good. Sadiya ’ tendency to go up several sizes at once was mitigated by her employee discount, buying most of her clothes there. It was all pretty high quality stuff, considering the price. Gajra herself had been visiting family abroad for the past few weeks, so they were running at reduced efficiency. No appointments or fittings, and no deliveries, which suited Sadiya just fine. She could work the checkout and restock the shop front for the next few hours, and then be completely done.

The first two hours passed in no time, as she worked her way through the customers at the till. After that, the new guy, whose name she didn’t know yet, took over, while she filled up some clothes rails ready for the shop floor. That killed another hour and a half. After that, it was time for a break, so she sat down to chat with the new guy while it was quiet.

At least, she tried to. Sadiya had found herself impossibly nervous around boys her own age, floundering through any such social interactions. Thankfully, he was exactly the same, stumbling over his few words and nervously trying to maintain eye contact. Her figure was incredibly distracting, after all. They both knew it, and they both had to pretend they didn’t. She just about found out that his name was Tom and that he liked some TV show she’d never seen, before they both ran out of things they were able to say. As she stood up to finish her break, she noticed him jerk his head away and blush as her boobs made a huge bounce. Sadiya found herself blushing a little too. She’d got a bit of a rise out of titillating the young man like that, and maybe a little more of it would encourage him to make a move of some kind. He was pretty cute, and shy like she was, maybe there was something there?

Her little daydream was cut short however, by the sound of laughter. She’d thought the shop was pretty empty, but apparently there was a group of three girls hovering near the changing rooms. Moving closer, she began to catch a few words here and there, until eventually, she could make out every mean and bitchy word coming out of their mouths.

“…And did you see her legs! Miss Fatty probably needs help getting dressed in the morning!”

“I still don’t believe those fat tits of hers! Looks like a cow, and I bet she milks like one too!”

“Come one guys, don’t be so harsh. She’s probably blind or something; that’d explain her hair at least!”

Her suspicions were confirmed when the girls turned the corner to face her. Two of them, one skinny blonde and a slightly chubbier brunette (with an admittedly nice and large pair of tits), we’re still laughing, while their ringleader, an unremarkable blonde girl who’s key defining feature was her ugly scowl of a smile, stopped and shushed them. After looking Sadiya up and down for a second, they burst into laughter once again, and half-scampered off to the changing rooms to hide.

Sadiya looked down at herself, thinking she was about to cry. She didn’t believe a word they’d said about her body, but what did that matter if it wasn’t what everyone else was seeing? Running her hands across her body’s curves, she started to feel sorry for herself. However, her body surprised her with a different impulse - the pre-emptive feeling of tears was suddenly replaced by a dull, gnawing hunger.

Looking back up, with an angry, purposeful expression, she set forward towards the changing rooms in pursuit.

Those bitches wouldn’t make it out.

“Hey. HEY! Stop stuffing’ your face with those dawgs. I’d like to keep my job longer than three days this time, yeah?”

Gwen sighed. Three days. She’d been hearing this for weeks; her job search with Julya had been long and arduous, but they’d never survived for longer than a week. It was usually Gwen’s fault, as her wealthy parents would fund her existence no matter what, but they’d both caused their fair share of trouble. The record-length job being referred to was their short-lived position as hospital porters. It had all been going fine until Gwen had been caught with half a doctor sticking out of her mouth, and had been unwilling to give him up. Julya had been picking meals at work too of course, but being far more experienced than her friend, had the good sense to keep it unnoticed.

“I - uck can’t schtop ”, replied Gwen, as she swallowed two hot dogs whole at the same time. “They’re too good!”

“Ey, I’ve been lookin ’ at good food all day and I haven’t been a greedy bitch like you about it”. Julya was making reference to the numerous tasty customers she’d had to pass up, in favour of actually keeping the job this time.

But, looking through the stock, it was seeming like it’d been a fruitless effort. They were supposed to sell over 2000 meals, but Gwen had eaten so many that they didn’t have enough left. Over the course of several hours, she’d definitely had more than a hundred. Her belly was pretty big and distended by now, which would slow her down, but she was pretty sure they’d be sacked by the end of the day.

With an accepting sigh, Julya gave in. “Fine, eat what you like. But I’m having the boss when he gets back, ya hear me?”

Sadiya snuck through the dressing room area, concealed behind a rack of clothing. Surveying the room, she noticed that three cubicles were occupied - one for each girl, presumably. Thinking for a moment about which room to attack first, her decision was made for her by a sudden increase in noise from the closest room. It sounded like someone had fallen over in there, making them a perfect target. And it just so happened that the corner of her name badge fit the safety lock perfectly. One swift flick of the wrist, and she was in the room.

Imagine her surprise when, instead just one of them, Sadiya found two of the girls aggressively making out with each other. It   was the blonde and the chubby brunette; the former was making haste to expose the latter’s breasts. The two girls didn’t notice her at first, but within seconds, they were both staring at her, frozen. It looked like one of them was about to open their mouth, meaning Sadiya had to act fast. The pair of lovers stared in horror as her mouth opened wider than seemed possible, practically unhinging her jaw, before lunging forwards. They didn’t even have time to shout before their heads were totally enveloped.

Sadiya’s first thought at this moment was “That was stupid! What now?” How was she gonna slurp down two girls at once? Sure, it had kept them from shouting out, but was her mouth wide enough to take them in? Or her throat?

The second thought, however was “Mmmmmmm. What lovely flavours”. As her tongue explored their bodies, she was delighted with an incredible variety of tastes. The chubby brunette had a definite meaty flavour, rich and fatty, while her blonde friend had a sweet and strangely spicy palate.

It was delicious!

The blonde was undressed easily - the unzipping of the back of her dress made her naked but for her shoes - but it took a little more force to tear off the brunette’s top, skirt and tights. Sadiya savoured the taste more as she gulped them further, at first up to their shoulders, before making it halfway down their chests. As her tongue found it’s way between their breasts, she found herself lost in their taste. Teasing it across their nipples and in and out of their combined cleavage, she felt them both squirm. At least part of the experience had been good for all three of them.

Reaching the halfway point, she had to change her angle. Backing into the door, she worked herself into a sitting position, easier said than done with the weight of two women in one’s mouth. Gradually she lifted them, tilting her head back until gravity began to take over. She felt as her throat widened, accommodating the width of two whole people! In spite of the overwhelming frenzy of flavour she found herself in, it occurred to her that the size of her meals might not be the limiting factor she thought it was.

This thought was briefly contradicted when the two girls’ butts simultaneously blocked her mouth, settling around her lips. The chubbier girl was sporting a nice wide set of cheeks, while the skinnier one had been hiding a deceptively round and filled-out bum under her dress - neither of the two coming close to Sadiya’s plump posterior of course. Grabbing the skinny girl by the cheeks and finding surprisingly more than a few handfuls, she shoved the girl downwards, moistening her with her tongue to lubricate her entry. Eventually she slipped past, most of her legs following rapidly. Sadiya felt as her stomach began to fill, a feeling she could only compare to scratching an itch she’d had for a whole week.

Suddenly, the skinny girl struggled hard, unwittingly widening the opening to Sadiya’s stomach. As the digestive muscles pulled her down to her fate, she got one last glimpse of the light before being totally enveloped. The last evidence of her existence was her plastic high heels clattering to the floor.

This abrupt change of positioning caused the chubby girl to struggle too. Her ass was wide enough to stay wedged, and she   writhed harder than Sadiya could compensate for. She found herself trying to push against her meal with her tongue, which, combined with the struggles, forced her tongue directly between the chubby girl’s buttocks!

Sadiya blushed a deeper red than earlier and tried her hardest to pull her tongue back, to no avail. She tried again, until it occurred to her that her meal had stopped struggling, and was instead shivering with pleasure! Slurping as hard as she could, while pushing down with her tongue and pulling on her legs, the widest part of her meal was complete. All that was left now was to suck down those two fat legs, a task she completed with relish. Slipping off the shoes, Sadiya finished her single largest meal with one last gulp around her toes.

It took a moment to catch her breath, and another to stifle a wall-shaking belch. Regaining her composure, Sadiya took stock of her situation: she was now pinned to the back of a tiny cubicle by her giant, squirming belly. It didn’t hurt at all from being stretched beyond reason, but the struggling within was causing some discomfort. Those burps weren’t going to stay down for long. And there were still two occupied changing rooms, one of them still containing the girl she’d actually been planning to eat.

As the struggling slowed, she thought about what to do. It’d be easy to knock down the walls for a quick and easy ambush, but she’d be the one having to fix it the next day. And besides, what if there were innocent people in between her and her next meal? She definitely couldn’t force down more than one other person.

The sound of a phone call a few cubicles away made up her mind for her.

“Hey, is that you? I need your help”

…

“Yeah, you’re not gonna believe this, but I think I just heard my friends being eaten!”

What the hell? She’d been as quiet as humanly possible, how could she have heard anything?

“I guess so, I just heard a load of gulping, you know, whatever it sounded like when you ate my boyfriend last week, you bitch! Now neither of them are picking up their phones”

Their phones! That explained the strange tummy rumbles she’d been getting! Her doctor had warned her against digesting such things, but in this case, what was she supposed to do?

“No, I’m not shouting for them in the changing rooms, there’s people in here! They can probably already hear me! Just come and pick me up, yeah? I’ll wait outside.”

She hung up without even saying goodbye, before exiting the changing room. This was going to be her only chance!

Catching her breath and poising to strike, Sadiya got ready to lunge through the door and complete her meal. The footsteps got closer, and closer…

…and went right past her door! At her size, she wasn’t moving anywhere fast.

At least she knew she could leave the changing rooms unnoticed. Slowly easing her way out of the cubicle, her belly finally had room to take its natural shape. Inch by inch, she struggled against the pressure of her strained stomach on the cubicle walls, until, slowly but surely, she slid out of her prison and landed softly, bouncing a little as she settled. The gigantic sphere, still rippling with the occasional struggle, plopped out in front of her, peeking through her dress and loosening the entire garment significantly. This wasn’t good.

Tightly clinging to her clothes in order to keep them from falling to the floor, she tiptoed out of the changing rooms as quietly as she could. The shop was still empty, thank fuck, and she probably wouldn’t start to see any gains from her meal for the next hour or two, so she had a little time. Tom wasn’t around anymore, either finished for the day or somewhere out back, and the security cameras were currently in the process of being replaced, so a quick snack on the shop floor shouldn’t be a problem, she thought.

Ducking behind a rack of clothing on wheels, Sadiya began the hunt for her next prey. The sound of a phone’s keyboard irritatingly left off silent indicated she was already close, but this part of the shop was a maze of clothing racks, so it’d take some searching. Slowly, she began to move, rolling the clothes rack along with her so as to hide her belly. It was still peeking out through her dress, her bulbous curves threatening the very integrity of her clothing.

Wheeling round a corner carefully for the third or fourth time, Sadiya finally found her mark. There she was, staring down at her phone, barely paying attention to anything in the real world. And, more importantly, she has her back to a tall and tightly occupied clothes rail. Perfect.

Sadiya half walked, half waddled into position behind her next meal. She’d definitely need a bigger dress before she was done today, it was starting to pull quite tightly around the back, while the front was having some serious difficulty containing her belly. Almost ready, she crouched down, leaning on her giant globe of a stomach, as she peered through the clothing. She found herself almost face to ass with the girl, who was still totally oblivious. It was small but perky, a tasty morsel.

With almost perfect timing, the girl suddenly dropped her phone! The combination of fast typing and sweaty hands had failed her, sending the device clattering to the floor at her feet. Landing face up and unbroken, it beckoned for its owner to pick it back up. Sadiya could never have planned for something like this, but she wasn’t about to let her chance slip. The girl bent double, while Sadiya leaned back on her legs and prepared to lunge…

Hold on a minute!

Sadiya was suddenly halted by a new thought process. She looked at the butt in front of her face, and considered her actions. Those two girls back in the changing rooms had tasted pretty good. But this one was all covered up, wearing a fairly thick pair of leggings with a shirt tucked into it. She wasn’t gonna taste like anything at all!

There had to be some solution on the table. Of course, there was a very obvious one, but it was far too big of a risk. She’d have to be incredibly quick otherwise she’d blow her cover. Unfortunately, there wasn’t time to come up with anything better.

She very quickly moved her hands into position, slightly above the girl’s hips. Poised to strike, she grabbed hold of her waistband and yanked it down, exposing her meal’s bum.

“Hey! What the-“

Opening wide, Sadiya struck, kicking herself forwards into her prey. Her lips enveloped the girl’s ass and thighs, and a quick slurp pulled her in further, going up to her knees while containing most of her back too. Folded in half, she’d got her meal more than half way in with a single gulp! Tilting her head back, she quickly shoved a hand over the girl’s mouth, silencing her struggles, and sucked again, this time reaching her shoulders.

She didn’t actually taste of a whole lot, Sadiya considered. Not nearly as good as her friends had, at least. All that risk had been for nothing!

Not willing to waste any more time, Sadiya gulped once more. Her meal’s head vanished between her lips a moment before her ankles, shoes dropping to the ground as her mouth closed around the feet. The skinny bitch had gone down in almost no time at all! Keeping her head raised, she gasped for air as the form of an average-sized girl went through her throat, joining her friends in the inescapable prison of Sadiya’s belly.

She sat down. What a meal! Three bitches in one go wasn’t quite a new record, but it still didn’t happen too often. Sadiya stayed there on the floor for a moment, teasing the struggling surface of her belly. Standing up wasn’t going to be a challenge, as she was now big enough to just roll back onto her feet, but moving anywhere was going to take time and effort. As she stroked her stomach a little, her digestion kicked into a higher gear. A few stitches popped around the back seam of her dress, and her nipples suddenly got super hard as her breasts pulled taut, a sign they were about to start seriously changing in size.

“Hey! Hey, Sadiya ? You alright? I heard a shout!”

Damn! She’d forgotten all about Tom! His voice sounded like it was coming from the door to the back room, so she at least had a fair chance of remaining hidden. Rolling onto her feet, a move that took significant effort and strain to complete in her current state, she popped her head above the clothes rails.

“Oh hey, no problems here!” She suddenly blushed, which would have revealed her lie instantly had Tom been standing closer. “I just leant on a clothes rail that had the breaks off, almost fell flat on my butt!”

Now it was Tom who was blushing. “Ah, um, well… Glad you’re alright, I’ve just gotta do some clearing in the changing rooms and that should be me done for the day”. That’d at least buy her some time.

If Sadiya had been half-waddling before, she was fully staggering now! Bent at a slight angle due to her belly’s weight, she repositioned herself behind the clothes rail and walked to the front desk, concealing herself as she moved. It wasn’t a long walk, but her slow movement made it take some time. She was starting to hope that Dakota had sobered up enough to give her a lift home. Finally reaching the small gate that marked the entrance to the front desk area, she quickly realised there was no way she’d easily fit through it. Fortunately, her rapidly softening belly was starting to become a little more malleable.

With all her strength, Sadiya pushed her stomach inwards. It’s three occupants weren’t softening properly yet, with its most recent permanent guest not even having stopped moving, but the state of relaxation they had all entered, along with their collective wetness, allowed them to be moved around a little more than earlier. This allowed Sadiya to reshape her tummy from a pendulous sphere into a vertically aligned disc shape, which passed through the gap easily. She had an unexpected amount of trouble fitting her butt through afterwards, as it can’t have grown that much in the short time since she’d eaten, but a quick jolt saw her through to the other side. If she leant over the till in the right way, she was concealed nicely. And since she’d be the last to leave the shop today, all she had to do was hold out for the next few hours…

Meanwhile, Julya had become gradually less annoyed with Gwen. She’d slowed down in her ravenous attempts to destroy their entire stock, and had even managed to keep her rampant devouring outside the view of the customers. All in all they’d made close to six hundred dollars; not enough to make their boss happy, but once they’d eaten said boss and split it between them at the end of the day, it’d be enough for Julya’s rent and a new dress that Gwen had been eyeing up. Their boss wasn’t even due back for another half hour, so the pair had closed early for a smoke.

“Ya see, that’s why we gotta work with cash instead of a monthly paycheque.” Julya imparted to Gwen as she passed the joint to her. “How many times have we worked our asses off only to be given the boot? Last month I had to hang around an ATM for three hours just to make rent.”

“Oh yeah”, Gwen replied between inhales, remembering the incident and what had caused it. “Sorry about that.”

The incident being referenced was one of the rare occasions where one of their appetites hadn’t been the issue. Their employment as cleaners at the local short-stay hotel had been ruined by Gwen’s “grossly unprofessional” behaviour; nobody had told her that she wasn’t allowed to sloppily make out with and grope the hotel’s guests. She’d been found like this in the rooms of someone who’d supposed to have checked out hours ago more than once. Nobody had even noticed how many guests in Julya’s area hadn’t even bothered to check out.

“Forget about it, it was a shitty job anyway. Should have applied at that five star place on the other side of town. I bet rich girls taste a whole lot better than some nobodies on a work trip”

Gwen passed the joint back. “Yeah, it’s probably too late for that now. One of Daddy’s friends owns a bunch of hotels, they’re always talking to each other about this stuff. I wouldn’t be surprised if every place in town has our pictures pinned up with “Do Not Hire” written on them”

Julya rolled her eyes. “Ah, course they do. I fuckin ’ hate rich fellas like that”

“Present company excepted?”

Julya slapped her friend on the back of the head. “ Whadda you think, ya bitch?”

The two girls laughed a little. It was nice how they’d always be able to bring things back around, no matter how pissed off they’d been at each other all day. After a moment, Julya stood up and passed the last few tokes of the joint to Gwen.

“Hey, you kill that. I’m goin ’ for a piss!”

She walked off round the corner to the inconveniently located public toilets. It’d be a ten minute walk there and back.

Gwen got out her phone and finished the joint, eventually stubbing it out and flicking it towards the nearest drain. She scrolled through her social media for a few minutes, not really seeing anything of interest, until her attention was piqued by the sound of feet pounding on tarmac. It was getting progressively louder, and seemed pretty threatening, so Gwen hopped back up into the food van as quickly as her distended, hotdog filled tummy would allow. She flipped down the catch on the lock and waited for the footsteps to pass her by. The sprinting stopped, and the catch flipped back up, opening the door to reveal that the sprinting figure was her boss, the food van’s owner!

The owner, an averagely built man about a foot taller than Gwen, who looked more like a dirty custodial worker than anyone who had any business being around food, looked around the van angrily. His nostrils flared like a bull’s and his face burned red as he took stock of the empty fridge, the till that didn’t nearly have as much money as it should have, and the significantly fatter employee who’d apparently closed up shop early. Finally, he spoke - or more accurately yelled…

“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?”

Gwen, as she usually did when facing an attack from someone she considered beneath her, feigned both innocence and disinterest.

“I ‘ unno . What’s it look like?”

“IT ‘LOOKS LIKE’ YOU’VE EATEN MY ENTIRE STOCK! FUCKING EXPLAIN YOURSELF!”

“…yeah, that’s pretty much what happened. You should be flattered, it tasted great”

“FLATTERED? I SHOULD HAVE THREE GRAND IN THE TILL, THERE’S NOT EVEN ONE! YOUR FAT STOMACH HAS RUINED MY BUSINESS”

He reached out to grab Gwen’s belly, lightly grazing the fold between the main orb and the first roll of her paunch.

“Hey man, it looks like you’re a bit annoyed about something, but NO-ONE touches this belly without my permission, yeah?”

“YOU FUCKING THINK YOU CAN TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AFTER WHAT YOU’VE DONE?”

The red-faced man reached his hairy arms forward and plunged five fingers into each side of her tummy. Gwen was initially startled, but after a second, grabbed him by the wrists. She’d made a promise to Julya earlier that day that she was about to violate, but right now, that was about as unimportant as her lack of experience in what she was about to do. Pushing her tongue to the side, she moved the man’s filthy hands into her mouth.

“WHAT THE FU-“ * SLUUUUUUURP *

The rest of Sadiya’s day, thankfully, was looking to be far less dramatic. Aside from some loud shouting from somewhere outside outside (that sounded like it was cut off mid-word, actually), it was pretty quiet; Tom finished cleaning in the dressing rooms and didn’t notice the changes to Sadiya’s body, a few customers came and went, and the company that Gajra had sought for a new security system came by to deliver their quote. Sadiya snapped a quick picture for her boss, who’d just woken up on the other side of the world. She was happy with the price, and told Sadiya that she and Tom could help themselves to a $20 from the till, a generous tip for holding down the fort in her absence. If she’d had known the situation developing between Gwen and her boss just a few dozen metres away, she’d have felt pretty lucky.

That was until the doors were aggressively swung open by three huge girls, who boisterously shoved their way into the shop. Sadiya eyed them up for a moment, unable to hear their mumbled conversation. The one in the middle was fairly tanned but still white, with brown hair only a few tones darker. She was accompanied by an extremely pale girl with black hair, who was pretty wide around the bottom, and a dark-skinned girl who’s gigantic cleavage was so distracting it took effort to take note of much else about her. Each one of them was easily a foot taller than her, which was no small feat as she was already the tallest of all her friends. They were definitely broader than her too, even more so than Dakota, whose pastoral upbringing had seen her grow into a pretty strong frame.

Most concerning, though, was the gigantic belly each one of them was sporting: two of them looked at least as big as they’d be if they were nine months pregnant with triplets, but the one in the centre was easily as big as Sadiya was right now, and judging by the occasional ripple across her tummy’s surface, she’d had a big meal just as recently. They were all dressed pretty tough too, in what Sadiya assumed to be some sort sort of biker outfit. Not the most suitable clothes for girls their size - the one on the left of the large-bellied ringleader was wearing a leather miniskirt as a belt, exposing her entire booty through a wide pair of fishnets, and the one on the right had a tube top stretched so thin by a gigantic set of boobs that her areolas were visible either side of it. If they particularly cared about the failings of their wardrobe, they’d definitely have come to the right place!

But Sadiya could feel that these girls were here for something other than a more suitable outfit. This was confirmed by the three of them rapidly spreading out across the shop; one went towards the changing rooms, another to the maze of clothes rails and the third - the one with the gigantic writhing stomach - made a beeline straight for the front desk! Sadiya quickly leant forward in an attempt to conceal herself as much as possible…

“Heya! We’re just looking for my little sister, have you seen her? I think she was in trouble earlier, and now she’s not answering her phone. Hold on, I’ve got a picture” - she turned her phone to show Sadiya . She looked at the picture, seeing two girls posing playfully in a mirror.

“She’s the one on the left” added the huge girl - not that it mattered. Sadiya recognised that she’d eaten both of the girls in the image that afternoon. Her poker face was terrible, but hopefully her naturally trustworthy demeanour would tip the scales in her favour. She quickly wove together a lie that didn’t really give out any actual information, the best kind for a situation like this.

“Oh, um, I don’t know. I’m sorry, I’ve spent most of the day out back, I haven’t seen most of the customers today. There’s another guy here somewhere, I can ask him?”

“That’d be great, thanks! I actually don’t care all that much, she’s honestly kind of a bitch, but my mum’d kill me if something happened. Seriously, it’s like she thinks I own her, ya know?”

Sadiya nodded along in feigned agreement, hoping the girls would leave as soon as possible.

“Anyway, you mind if we have a quick look around the place, in case she dropped her phone or something? We tried to track her with it, but the stupid thing says it could be anywhere within a hundred metres of here.”

“Uh, yeah, that’ll be fine! I’m afraid we’re almost about to close, but you can look anywhere on the shop floor and the changing rooms for like the next half hour”

“Eh, I’ll have to leave my girls up to that. My sister said something about her friends   being eaten by someone, and I don’t have room for a stuffed predator like that. If she’s still around, those two’ll get her”

“Oh, why’s that?”

“I know it might not look like it, but I’m actually on an incredibly strict diet. I’m allowing myself seven people a week, and here’s four of them!” She picked up her gigantic belly and dropped it on the counter, seriously compromising its strength.

Suddenly, their conversation was interrupted by a shout. It came from the storage room, and it was definitely male:

“Erm, sorry, you’re not allowed - HEY”

The sound was followed by a loud gulp. Sadiya and her meal’s sister both looked over at the door to see the pale-skinned girl, the one with the gigantic booty, holding a struggling Tom head-first inside her mouth. She shook her head, before abruptly stopping to put up one finger. In one great inhale, she slurped the young man up in a single gulp that barely lasted a second. Sadiya couldn’t hide her shock - Tom was a nice dude, and it was a serious shame to see him go like that. That being said, she also couldn’t believe the speed in which he’d been devoured, and hoped to match it herself one day. The pale girl shouted across the shop: “Nobody back there. Except for that guy I guess”

The ringleader looked back at Sadiya . “That was the guy you were gonna ask, wasn’t it?”

Sadiya looked on, a little distracted by her conflicting feelings on the event, “yeah, that’s him. I guess we won’t know now”

“ Heyyyy , you liked him, didn’t you? Don’t worry, you can do a whole lot better than that. Shame you’re not interested in girls, I was debating giving you my number”

Sadiya blushed. Despite her Heterosexuality, she did get the occasional advance from the fairer sex, which she usually didn’t mind if they knew where to draw the line. Either way, it was flattering, and she took the complement for what it was.

She was in the middle of working together an appropriate response, something she was usually terrible at in cases like this, when she was saved by the girl shouting for her other friend in the changing rooms. She popped her top half round the entrance, listening to her superior’s instructions.

“You find anything back there?”

She shook her head. Her larger-than-head sized breasts made almost the exact same motion

“Well if she was here, she probably isn’t now. Have one more quick look and we’ll check next door.”

Her friend nodded, and walked back onto the shop floor. She was quickly joined by her large-bootied friend, who made a fun of her constant jiggle with a poke to her boob. This earned her a hard smack on the ass, showing that she was just as guilty.

“Well, thanks for your help, but I’m not sure we can do a whole lot more here. I’ll get out of your way so you can close up shop, sorry you’re doing it alone now”

The ringleader turned to walk out of the shop, slumping her huge stomach down onto the floor. This had the unexpected effect of destroying the already strained front desk. It was made out of lightweight plastic parts that would probably snap back together quite easily, but that wasn’t the problem right now. The issue was that Sadiya’s giant, hidden belly, full of the remains of the meals these three girls were looking for, was now exposed. Nobody quite knew what to do, but the expression on the large bellied girl’s face twisted from something fairly amicable into an expression usually reserved only for confused anger.

“Hold on a minute…”

She took out her phone and called her younger sister one last time. Sadiya had got so used to the vibrations of phones inside of her ringing that she hadn’t noticed earlier, but right on the surface of her belly was a phone-sized rectangle of light, and the unmistakable, irritating sound of one of many familiar default ringtones.

“Well, it looks like we’re not quite finished here after all…”

“WHAT THE FUCK, GWEN?!”

Julya was pissed off. She’d been fantasising about eating that giant bastard she’d spend the day thinking of as her boss for the past three hours, and for what? Gwen was a big eater, sure, but her appetite for people couldn’t have been even a tenth of hers. She’d sooner eat the weight of five men in ice cream or burgers than she’d eat a single person. Her inexperience with the matter had been a problem for them many times before, but that was usually because of the cost of getting caught, not because she’d been STEALING HER MEALS!

Gwen finished her disgusting meal, taste thankfully dulled by her on-and-off smoking habit. The last few gulps of the fat bully’s hairy legs and feet passed her lips with a grimace. “What was I supposed to do? He was coming at me, and you were ages away!”

“Hmmm, um, I dunno, maybe you shoulda FUCKIN STUCK TO THE DEAL!”

Julia’s face was beginning to turn redder than Gwen’s overstretched belly. The two friends would argue like this often, but they usually had far prettier reasons than this. It had damaged the trust between them and, worse, denied her a meal she was owed!

“Look Juls, how about we hit up the all-you-can-eat this weekend? I’ll take the buffet, you take whoever’s left inside when I block the door?”

“Oh sure, that sounds fair! I’ll just wait several days for a meal I wanted to have RIGHT NOW! You’re gonna have to do better than that…”

Gwen looked around. All the food in the van was gone, and their usually busy surroundings were pretty empty, Monday nights not being the liveliest of times. What the hell was she going to do?

The huge bellied girl grabbed Sadiya by the shoulders and lifted her up. She was too heavy to actually be lifted off the ground by now, but in the hands of such a strong and prolific predator, she was definitely still in danger. There were two hungry looking friends to deal with, and perhaps her captor’s anger was going to allow for an exception with her diet.

“I’m gonna take a wild guess and assume you didn’t just eat my sister’s phone, then?”

Sadiya gulped, but remained silent.

“I’ve been waiting YEARS to eat her myself, my mum would go mental if I did it before she moved out. I could have enjoyed that meal myself and then made out like she’d just been caught by someone else, but not anymore.”

Sadiya tried to find her words, but before she could, she was interrupted…

“Hey, do you girls mind? I’ve got some clothes I’m gonna buy and I don’t like to queue”

The mystery of the last occupied changing room was solved, as a tallish, blonde girl walked out onto the shop floor. Sadiya was sure she recognised her, but didn’t have her name at the ready. Could it be someone from college? She was wearing a pink spaghetti-strapped top that showed off a fair set of Mandarin-sized boobs and a taut, pregnant looking belly. Her white skinny jeans and high heels added to her perceived height, and her arms bore the weight of eight or nine filled shopping bags. None of the three girls were at all happy with this interruption, but the darker skinned one with the Watermelon chest took the most exception:

“ Scuse me, bitch? The fuck do you think you are, talking to us like that?” She took a step forwards. “I suggest you get out right now, and take all that crap with you!”

The blonde girl looked fairly unflapped . Sadiya was sure she’d seen that same bitchy expression on that exact face before, but still she couldn’t place it. Raising a hand to her chest in feigned offence, she answered: “Oh, I’m sorry, you mustn’t know who I am. Take a closer look…”

The heavy breasted girl heaved her way over to this new element, and sized her up. She was a little nothing of a girl, barely worth eating. But her face was oddly familiar… no, it couldn’t have been…

“ Hol ’ up, you’re Alison Price! Hey, girls, it’s that model, AliBabyXoXo! Damn, I follow like three of your pages!”

Alison Price! Of course! Sadiya did know her from college, she’d been a stuck up bitch then and it seemed that little more than her prestige had changed. They’d occasionally hung out in groups, but her tendency to turn her nose up at just about anything had made her a less desirable friend than her own kind and uncomplicated group. The two of them had always had a nice enough rapport, but Alison’s abrasive nature had strongly discouraged Sadiya from ever getting too close with her.

“A shame. You’d have stood a better chance if you didn’t recognise me…”

Stunning absolutely everyone, Alison grabbed the girl by her tube top and yanked her towards her, widening her hungry maw. The larger woman’s head and shoulders vanished instantly, before a sound could even escape her. Alison continued, effortlessly raising her prey into a vertical position as she tasted her tits, which definitely proved as delicious as they looked. Opening wider, her meal slid down to the midriff, before stopping for a moment. The two remaining girls hoped that this at least gave their third some chance of survival, unbeknownst to the fact that the popular predator was just taking a moment to run her tongue across her. A meal with such large and full jugs was truly rare.

Finished with her tasting platter, Alison sucked her meal down a little more, steaming past the widest part of her stomach. One hand on her butt pushed it down a little further, before one last, thunderous gulp slurped the rest of her down in one, high-heeled boots and all. Not counting the moments she’d been tasting, the larger girl had been devoured in seconds! Tilting her head back down to face her remaining challengers, she stood unhindered, as if her belly didn’t contain an incredibly thick woman almost twice her size. Looking smugly and raising her eyebrow cockily, she continued talking.

“Your friend… urp … had some tasty tits. You girls really missed out there, huh. Do we still have a problem?”

The two girls didn’t move a muscle at first. They’d just seen this slip of a woman absolutely decimate one of the biggest people they knew, and weren’t about to put another foot wrong if they could help it. Sadiya , on the other hand, seemed to have found the spectacle… oddly inspiring…

Looking at the big bitch who was still grabbing her by the shoulders, she took stock of the situation. She’d been about to become a big dinner for one of her assailants, but this spanner in the works of their plan provided her with an opportunity. If she could manage to beat these girls, however she could, it’d be easy to talk Alison into letting her go. Since her rise to social media stardom, her abrasive nature had been kicked into a higher gear, and she’d easily pass up a meal for the chance to flash both her wealth and her style simultaneously. Her captor was still looking at Alison, open mouthed and seemingly unable to move. Final considerations falling into place, there would be no ideal time for her to strike. But if she waited much longer, there might not be another chance…

Right before she was about to turn back to face her, Sadiya grabbed hold of the huge girl’s arms and jolted herself backwards as hard as she could, opening her mouth wide. They both fell behind the counter, the girl’s head entering Sadiya’s mouth. Tightening her grip of her lips around her meal’s shoulders, she realised that she had literally bitten off more than she could chew!

At the same time, her large bootied friend charged at Alison, mouth agape. Her powerful legs closed the gap between them in no time, and she’d have completed her meal in absolutely no time if she hadn’t been thrown to the floor by a bounce from Alison’s belly, using her own momentum against her. She fell to the floor, dazed.

Sadiya , on the other hand, was having a little more trouble. A few hard swallows had brought her meal in up to her breasts, but her overfilled state had left her vulnerable, and far less capable than usual. A stray jab to the breast caused her to release the girl up to her neck, and a sharp yank on her hair pulled her head backwards, completely freeing her. Fortunately, with two large bellies separating them, it was proving equally difficult for either of them to regain the initiative. They blindly flailed at each other for a moment, each one trying to get the upper hand.

That all changed when a failed grab from the girl tore at Sadiya , scratching her back a little, but more importantly, tearing through the back of her dress! The downward motion of the drag pulled the already failing garment from her lower half in tatters, while a stray fingernail caught her panties and pulled them more than halfway down. They pulled tight across the widest part of her cheeks; having grown a few centimetres each since this morning, this caused them to slide further down and pull tight around the top of her widening thighs. In one fell swoop, her modesty had been totally ruined, as her attacker had fallen to the ground after her attempted grab had given way and was now staring straight up at her. For some reason, she actually looked a little worried…

…Hold on. She’d seen something like this before. Yes, that was it! Amina had once decided to punish some guy who’d spilled a drink on her a few years back. She’d sat on him to pin him down, while pulling on her leggings from the front. They’d ripped, trapping him between her similarly large buttcheeks , and pulling her panties to the side a little had caused him to… start sliding inside of her ass!

Sadiya remembered how grossed out she’d been at the time, never having considered her own booty as that kind of entrance. She’d also failed to understand the mechanics of how it had even worked, though the same could be said for some other ‘abilities’ that had since become second nature to her. Now, this girl was far bigger than Amina’s butt snack, but if she didn’t at least try, she’d almost certainly become a snack herself! Too big to outrun her and too full to swallow her conventionally, Sadiya opened her legs a little, and took her weight off of her feet, sending her ass directly at her attacker’s head at high speed. She didn’t even have time to shout, let alone move.

Sadiya’s eyes rolled back into her head, further than she knew was possible, as the girl was rammed up between her cheeks and into her ass. Some instinctive squeezing and pushing slowly worked her further inside, struggling past her breasts and meeting the real challenge of her huge stomach. Her meal’s arms had been successfully pinned this time, making the situation much easier to deal with, but if she didn’t change tactics, she’d never finish it…

“Hey, you! How’ve you been since college?”

Sadiya looked over her shoulder to see Alison, distracted from her second meal by her recognition of an old classmate. She opened her mouth to speak, but only single syllables and heavy panting came out.

“First time eating someone the fun way? It’s your own fault for picking such a big snack, but to be totally fair you didn’t have a whole lot of choice there. Need a hand?”

Sadiya managed to nod with vigour, feeling beads of sweat flick off of her face.

Without another word, Alison put two hands on each of the soon-to-be butt snack’s thighs and pushed forward. In rhythm to the contractions of Sadiya’s intestines, the giant belly slowly began to be consumed. Her eyes widened and she blushed as the incredible pleasure completely overpowered the considerable pain. Inch by inch, the belly took a few moments to be consumed, but eventually the process became a lot easier.

Partially forcing her ass to open wider while being worked into a narrower shape, the struggle stopped as soon as the widest part of the belly disappeared between her cheeks. Her ass closed around the belly, rapidly forcing it up inside of her, and finally, the legs were slurped up like a pair of flailing noodles. This particular meal had taken minutes longer than anything she’d ever eaten before, but it was worth it!

“There we go! How’d that feel?”

Sadiya was unable to answer. The pain had vanished as soon as her meal had rapidly traversed her intestines into her stomach, a process that would have raised more than a few questions had she even been capable of thought at that moment. As the anal pleasure waned a little, she took note of the fact that her belly had doubled in size, easily measuring several metres wide and almost as tall. Her dress has given up a while ago, leaving her only wearing her bra, which surely wouldn’t last much longer.

After catching her breath and reining in her new stomach, whose struggles were quickly overpowered, she nodded at Alison with a smile.

“Listen, I imagine you probably want me out of here as quick as possible, yeah? How’d it sound if I just send 20 grand through the till? It should cover all of this”- she gestured back to her pile of shopping bags- “and you can consider the rest a ‘thank you’ for that tasty girl I just ate, yeah?”

Sadiya nodded again. If she remembered right, Alison’s career as a model and influencer had given her a new wealth that could one day even rival Gwen’s, but to thoughtlessly throw away what would be several years of her rent on a single clothing haul was incredible! Gajra might even be happy enough to give her a promotion after nailing such a sale, and the tip would be more than generous.

“Now, what are we gonna do with that last girl? I’ve got a fan meet-up this evening and I’ve already spoiled my appetite enough!”

They both turned to look at the pale pear-figured popsy , who had now stood up and was just realising that she was the only survivor of her original trio. Looking upon her two enemies, she weighted up her options. That blonde had beaten her before, and might be able to again, but the   one behind the till was now totally immobile. She’d have considered jumping behind the counter if the blonde hadn’t stepped forward and licked her lips. Turning on her heels with impeccable stability (owing to her bottom-heavy nature), she turned and sprinted to the door, cheeks clapping audibly. It was loud enough to be heard outside. Without breaking her stride even slightly, she shouldered her way through the doors and vanished into the-

* SLURURURURURURP * - “BOO YAH! How’d ya like that, bitch!”

Julya’s booty hit the floor. One hand tucked the last of her butt’s big meal between her cheeks, and she began to stand up. You see, the loud clapping of the erstwhile escapee had even drowned out her argument with Gwen, and she’d rapidly disrobed her entire lower half and positioned herself on top of the food van she’d spent the day inside. Her experienced ass had made short work of the larger booty, not even slowing as she’d forced the meal between her cheeks in under a second. The lethality of her butt had been known by most for years, and while she’d definitely had bigger, it had been a while since a meal quite that size had graced her. Gwen stood open mouthed as Julya pulled her shorts back up, as this spectacle never failed to leave her stunned.

“Now THAT’S a meal!” She said after a while, simultaneously slapping both cheeks with each hand. She pointed at Gwen - “Lucky you, you’re off the hook!”

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief. Julya’s anger was best suppressed as soon as possible, and on this occasion it had taken hours less than expected. Perhaps she could even push her into outright happiness, something that’d make her friend feel better and possibly even forget about the huge meal she’d promised her that weekend.

“You know, Juls, I saw her come in with two other girls, her size at least ! Maybe they’re still inside? I bet you’d love to actually taste the next one, right?”

Julya raised an eyebrow. “Well, I’ve never passed on a big meal before! Let’s go!”

Brushing past a rather rude blonde who couldn’t seem to leave quickly enough, they entered the shop they’d spent the day parked outside. Their jaws practically hit the floor when they saw a giant, round mass of belly flesh behind the now ruined counter. It seemed as if their meals had been intercepted…

The next thing Sadiya knew, she was back home. She wasn’t sure how she’d got there, but there was a vague sense that she’d been in a car at some point, plus the fact that she was now actually able to move, as she’d been able to digest a good portion of her meal. She was probably about a third of the size she’d been immediately after, so in total it added up that she’d been in a food coma and it was now several hours later.

“Hey, Dakota, she’s up! Pass me that milk!”

Amina’s voice cut through her haze and woke her up a little, giving her the strength to stand up. Her vision focused to see both of her friends stood in front of her, Dakota holding a glass of her own fresh milk. This drink would aid in the rest of her digestion, speeding up the end of the process. She reached out and and took it, downing the glass with surprising speed in spite of her overfilled state.

Getting used to the idea of being conscious again, she looked around. Amina had doubtless had a successful day at the gym, working her abundant flab into a more normal sized paunch, which would be satisfactory to her at least. Dakota’s digestion had also made significant progress, her previous mountain of meat having worked itself down to a size only a little larger than what you’d expect of somebody pregnant with triplets. Her breasts were now more like beachballs than the watermelons they’d been that morning, hinting at an abundance of milk for the girls to share later on.

Finally composed enough to speak, Sadiya set about filling in the blanks.

“Ugh, my head… what happened?”

Dakota paused to respond, but was beaten to the punch by Amina:

“Oh, nothing much, only that you FUCKING ATE A BITCH TWICE YOUR SIZE!”

This sounded familiar, but Sadiya was still pretty shocked by the fact.

“Yeah, we got a call from your phone last night, except it was Gwen of all people on the other end. You know, that girl from college who was always looking for a sneaky grab at my ass?”

She turned her hips with a wobble to punctuate her speech, as Dakota chimed in.

“I’ll bet you’d have made a real cute couple, y’all never saw nobody look at a girl like that!”

“Are we talking about the same person, Dakota? That weirdo doesn’t want me, she just wants my ass on her face! She only called me to check out my cheeks as we helped you into Dakota’s truck!”

Sadiya went red. Amina’s wording had reminded her of the exact way she’d eaten her last meal, as did a residual pang of pleasure from down below. That part at least was going to remain a secret, for now.

“So, Sads , spill the beans! Do you remember exactly what happened?”

Sadiya filled her friends in on her days eatings. The double devour she’d started with, the speedy snack she’d snuck second, and, most importantly, the giant girl who’d only ended up inside her because of a little help and a lot of luck. Amina and Dakota helped fill in some gaps, like how they’d both carried her out with extreme difficulty, locked up the shop for the day, and driven her home at half speed, the old farm truck not quite used to that much weight all at once.   Sadiya’s unwillingness to boast probably cut the story shorter than it should have been, but her friends were impressed either way.

“You know, Sads , I always figured you had an appetite close to mine”, commented Dakota, patting her own belly. “ Speakin of, ya might want to have a quick look through my wardrobe next time you’re at my place”…

Sadiya looked down at herself. Holy shit! She was huge! Her usually large breasts had easily tripled in size, equalling Dakota’s and then some. Lifting the blanket she’d been covered with to check them out properly, she quickly covered them back up as her breath on her engorged, apple-sized nipples told her just how sensitive they’d become. They rested atop her significant belly, now completely filled with liquid, which curved down to about her knees and still stuck forward a metre or so. Pressing her hands into its doughy flesh, she bit her lip as she thought about how much more she was going to grow. Two of the three B’s considered, she pinched the blanket around herself to go and find a mirror.

The first indication of major change was the sheer strength her legs picked her up with. Standing more effortlessly than she’d been able to the day before, despite being about four people heavier, she confidently strode to her bedroom to check out her mirror. The second indication was just how much ass she could see from the front. Her thighs easily several feet in circumference, she peered back to see a colossal set of cheeks that rivalled the beanbag chair in her corner. Testing its jiggle, she bounced up and down a little and shook from side to side, sending it bouncing and rippling all over the place! It was incredible; her usual hourglass figure had gone from something anyone would have been proud to call their own to something few would even believe! She’d need yet another new set of measurements, and her similarly bottom- heavy doctor would probably insist on some level of comparison at their next checkup, but right now, she was just ‘big’. Or whatever the biggest word for big she could think of was.

She was brought to her senses by a booty slap from Amina, which took her by just as much surprise as always despite its regularity. Glaring at her, her expression softened as she was presented with a pair of fluffy pyjama trousers that should probably fit. Several sizes too big for her lower half, save for her considerable booty, they ended up looking like flares on her. They didn’t quite fit around her waist, her ass showing a little cleavage, but it was good enough. The biggest shirt she owned still fit, thankfully, but only around her boobs. They pulled tight between the twin globes and her stomach, which worked out just fine as attempting to cover any of that big belly would be a fools errand. All covered up, she was now ready to rejoin her friends for a fun evening indoors, before sleeping off the rest of her massive meal. Amina lead with a stellar suggestion that Sadiya couldn’t help but blindly follow:

“Right then, I’ve got a bunch of movies to pick from and a few coupons for takeout, but first, I’d like a drink of something fresh and creamy. Dakota would you do the honours?”

With an irritated expression only clarified by a sly and cheeky smile, she flexed her back, popping open the few straining buttons on her shirt and allowing her giant breasts to bounce free. Sadiya and Amina took their positions, counted each other in, and then simultaneously placed their mouths around Dakota’s nipples. She bit her lip as her friends began to chug mouthful after mouthful, keeping pace with each other to ensure they’d match in size when they were finished. Sadiya took particular pleasure as it seemed to taste better than usual, as if the day’s meals had enhanced the flavour somehow, or at least deepened her ability to appreciate it.

Thinking back, the morning’s worries that she wasn’t keeping up with her friends well enough were completely banished. She’d just eaten the biggest meal of her life, and she was certain that, one day, she’d blow that record out of the water…

The End?