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That was great!, you think to yourself as you down the last bites of your pie. But it's even better with ice cream... Before you know it, a new apple pie forms over your head, topped with freshly-conjured vanilla ice cream. You "wolf" that one down as well. Enough dessert, you decide. Now for the main course. You reach up and grab a pot filled with rich, creamy beef stew... the kind made with cream of mushroom soup... and begin inhaling it.
"Hey, tubbo", you hear from beside you. "Think you've had enough?" You look up from the dregs of the stew to see Fred staring at you with a dumbfounded expression. "What?", you shrug. "Can't a guy eat in peace?"
"Well, yeah", Jake cuts in. "But I think this is what he was talking about." He reaches out and pokes you in the middle. A middle that suddenly feels very soft... very soft! Looking down, you can see that you're now overflowing your pants, your belly curving out and lapping over the waistband. You blink before it hits you. "Oh, yeah", you say, half to yourself. "I forgot how fast cartoon characters put on weight." You look sheepishly up at the others. "Sorry, guys. I guess I got a little carried away with the food..." You trail off as your upraised paw snags a submarine sandwich. "Murf", you grunt as you begin to devour it. "Just the way I like it. Anyway, I'll try and control myself. I know I'm eating like a pig", you add, and reach up to devour a brown-sugar-encrusted ham, "but I'll try to keep it on ice... ooooh, popsicles!"
"Great", Fred groans with his paw over his face. "A glutton with an infinite supply. Look", he snaps, "you want to hold off a while?" Behind him, Jake just chuckles amiably as he watches you scarf your freshly-imagined buffet.
"Of course I want to", you tell him unhappily around a mouthful of ham, "but I don't really feel full yet. I'll quit when I'm finished." But when will I feel full?, you ask yourself as you plow into a pan of Swedish meatballs. I've already eaten more than I usually get at Thanksgiving... maybe I should stop.
But can you stop?
Written by Wanderer