Ed is not the cooroperative type

Cornelius yawns. "Oh my," he says, "I appear to have overdone it a bit." he says. "How long have you been awake?" you ask, realizing you havn't seen him or Ed sleep. "I havn't," he says, "Been too busy reading and keeping Ed in line," he yawns again, "But it appears even I have limits." He yawns and suddenly closes his eyes, and you feel a weird sensation like pins and needles in your arm. You suddenly feel you arm responding to you, and you open and close your hand to test. Apparently you can get control when Cornelius sleeps. Ed looks over at Cornelius. "Loud guy gone sleepy," he asks. "Um, yes?" you say, and see Fred smile. Suddenly you feel your control slip away from your hand, and your arms act in unison as you realize Ed is jumping into control them. "Lookey, tuh hands," says Fred. "We go get snacks now." he says, pointing to the kitchen.

"I don't think so," you say to him, "We don't need a ton of food, look, there are other things we can do..." you start, but your arms grab your mouth and hold it closed. "No, want snacks, Loud guy always tell me no snacks, no food, no fun." he says, then grabs your ears and yanks your head forward. You move you feet instinctively as Ed tries to steer you where he want's to go. "Want yummy sweet stuff, and fizzy water." he says as you fight to try and break his hold, which is a lot harder then Cornelius made it out to be. He forces you to the pantry, and lets go, using his arms to pull you in as you fight with your legs. "We can't eat all that!" you yell at him. "Yes, we can!" yells Ed back, before biting your ear, causing you to lose concentration, and Ed pulls you both in and slams the door.

He then begins pulling chips, candy, and soda off the shelves, shoving food into his mouth at double speed with both arms to help him. When you try to walk away, he grabs a shelf, and pulls your body up off the ground, so your legs no longer touch it, and as you swing, lets go, landing you on your rear before stuffing more food into his face as you struggle to get up.

***

After a few hours, you can't move, the pantry is empty of anything edible. Ed finally passed out, and you find yourself finally back in control of your body, but you can't move, only message your swollen middle, once again packed to bursting. All you can do is wait to digest, because any sudden movement is painful.

Written by an anonymous author

A few hours later.

Add your own new page to the story!

Back to the parent page

(This page has not yet been checked by the maintainers of this site.)