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Eventually you digest enough to move again, but now your looking much rounder. With Ed's uncontrolled binging, your stomach is now hanging down to your knees, your arms and legs have swollen up, looking thick with padding, and flabby. All three of your heads have swollen cheeks, necks hidden by massive chins and tires of flab.
You get up, and have to squeeze out the pantry door, feeling your thighs rubbing together as you do.. You are huffing and panting as you do. Then you realize something. Now you are hungry again. despite being stuffed ten times over, your appetite is back. Ed had his meal, now you want yours. You look around, and see the meat locker, then opening, looking at what is left. You have to eat, so squeeze in, and pick a leg off the bottom shelf and take a bit.
Suddenly you hear a crack beneath you. and your body suddenly falls, as the floor gives way. You aren't that heavy are you? You stick half way as your stomach lodges in the whole, and you push trying to get yourself free. "What racket," comes a voice from beside you, and you feel the control of your left hand disappear as Ed yawns. He looks about. "You get short?" he says, before he sees the shelf beside him packed with food. "OH, breakfast time!" he says. "NOOOO!" you yell, making sure you keep control of your right arm as you try stop Ed. But your round body makes it harder to reach around yourself as he devours more food, Your body is still digesting, and you can feel the hole tightening it's grip as your stomach is filled, while it's contents is broken down, causing your body to swell even more, further hindering your attempts to stop Ed. Your stomach swells across the floor, and your chest fills as iff on an air pump, as your arms thicken more until you can't even reach across your chest, making it all the more easier for Ed to feast without interruption, until he can't reach anymore food.
**Crack**
Suddenly the rest of the floor gives way, and you fall landing on your rump in the room below. Your body wobbles like pudding, looking much the same. "You get soft," says Ed, looking at his side of the body, and wobbling your stomach with your arm. "Me like a ball," he says, pushing againt the ground. You take the opportunity to try get up, pushing with your arm and trying to get your feet beneath you, having to roll to do so. You manage to stand up, feeling your body continuing sway from the momentum. "Ed, you've gone too far," you say as a belch escapes you.
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