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You try as hard as you can to get yourself to the fridge, but to no avail ... you've moved maybe another inch or so. You start pouting, then cross your arms over your belly and lie there. If only you were lighter, you could move yourself ... or maybe if you could shift your weight over you could reach the fridge. Heck, it isn't that far. You sigh and reach under the couch ... you've probably lost quite a few things under there while eating, maybe you pushed a bag of chips under there.
As you pull your hand out though, you first think you've grabbed a huge piece of mutated spagetthi ... but your mind changes it to a rope once you see it in front of your face. You're just about as desperate as you can get (and about to eat it) but a thought crosses your mind. You tie the rope in a loop and toss it at the fridge, snagging the handle. You give a mighty pull and the fridge inches forward. You pull again, and it gets even closer. You pull and pull, and despite being out of breath and tired, you manage to get the fridge to you.
You pull it open and look at all the food you have stocked up in there and lick your lips. You start to scarf everything down within seconds ... and, just as the door opens and Fred walks in, your mouth is overflowing with food. You swallow the last pieces of whatever was left. Your stomach is huge now, even bigger then before by at least a foot all around. Fred stares at you and shakes his head at you, then sighs.
Written by Rakeesh (edited by wanderer)