Out of control Id

"...ake up, for goodness sake!" comes a voice, as your hazy mind starts returning to the waking world. It feels strange, a lot stranger then any time you have gone to sleep, it's like everything is numb, and suddenly you start feeling things. Like your face being slapped by someone. Your eyes flutter open, and you see Cornelius slapping you. "Wha... what was that for?" you ask groggily. "Oh thank goodness, you have to help me get control of Ed." he says, pointing, and you notice a bite on his hand, which you suddenly start picking up on. You also slowly become aware of a lot of pressure around your middle. You look over to Ed and see that you are back in the smoke house, and he has devoured half the stock. Looking down, you see that your stomach bulges like an beachball in front of you between your legs, even as Ed is packing in a whole hog. "Ohhhhhh..." you moan, feeling like your going to burst, "What happened?" you ask.

"I don't know, I was reading, and suddenly you got up and walked back to the kitchen. I say busy reading my book, so I didn't notice that you were still asleep, and when I did, I saw Ed was making a pig out of himself, so I tried to stop him, and he bit me!" Says Cornelius, showing you the wound.

You try to move, but you are so full it hurts to even try. Even when you insist, the weight puts you too off balance to do alone, all you manage is to push yourself away from the next hog, before flopping back, feeling your scales of your belly separate to make room. "Ohhhhhhhh," you groan, feeling some of the pressure lesson, but the exposed skin is sensitive.

Ed growls, having finished what was in his hand. "Hey, still hungry!" he yells, trying to reach out to the food out of his reach. "I think I'm going to hurl," you say, but at the same time you come to the realization that you are starving, the contradiction in your head making you feel doubly sick. "Ed, you need to quit this now," says Cornelius, "Look at us, we're fit to burst, and you still want more!?"

"Yeah," says Ed, nodding, "Still hungry, want snacks." Cornelius slaps a hand into his face, exasperated, which is what you would have done in his position. Oh how you wish you were in his position so you didn't feel like a starving, overstuffed turkey. "I can't move," you say, feeling so heavy you could lie here for the next week, and your so stuffed you want to fall asleep again. "Cornelius, I can't...," you say, feeling consciousness slipping, "You gotta keep him from..." Cornelius nods, looking ready as you lose consciousness again."

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You wake again

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