Massive Buffet Stuffing

Me, my girlfriend, and two other friends (Raphael and Aaron) went to an all-you-can-eat buffet while in the Netherlands. It was a very unique one for it was themed All Around The World, it had pretty much every sort of food.

When we arrived there weren't too many people, but a buttload of food. I was immediately mesmerised by the buffet tables, there was so much food! We took a table and went for a first round. I loaded up my plate with some pizza, teriyaki, a cheese omelet (or omelette du fromage, Dexter's Laboratory was my shit growing up.) and a hotdog. I went back and dug in.

Despite so many things being cooked, all of it tasted great. The pizza went down first, then the teriyaki, then the hotdog and finally the omelet. And still, I barely felt I had eaten anything. I hadn't eaten anything that day, I had only drunk some water.

I went for a second round, this time it was: some chicken, two burritos, some Indian rice dish and a hamburger. I sat down and quickly started devouring my meal. I finished the chicken, the hamburger and the rice dish, and I got to say, I was full. I still picked up a burrito and started eating it, slower than usual. My girlfriend took note on this, as she likes bellies too and said "Evelyn, you can't be full already." After which she gave my, still flat belly a poke. I started eating it faster because I wouldn't want to dissapoint her, I managed to eat both burritos and my belly had a small bulge.

I slowly went for a new plate, on my girlfriend's request I filled it up even more. Some spaghetti, a load of dumplings, spare ribs, a chicken leg, something Turkish and some quiche. It barely fit on the plate.

I started eating as fast as I could, but it was still slower than before. I started with the quiche, even though I was full, it went in quite easily. Then I ate the spare ribs, this cost more effort. And then I ate the spaghetti, now I was absolutely stuffed. I was secretly rubbing my expanded belly under the table. I imagined myself after finishing it, this drove me to eat more. I started with the Turkish dish, it was relatively small so I managed. My belly started hurting, though. Then the chicken leg, the pain increased but it also brought pleasure. You see, I've been doing stuffings long enough for my body to enjoy them, all the while still giving off natural reactions, in this case pain. I was still hiding the fact that I was stuffed, Raphael and Aaron didn't know about me and my girlfriend's fetish. I slowly ate the dumplings, I felt my belly push out more with every dumpling. I was absolutely packed. I leaned back.

I leaned there for about 5 minutes before my girlfriend told me something. "Ooooh... I'm so full... I can't finish this lasagna... It'd be such a shame if it went to waste...." She wasn't a very convincing liar, but she knew damn well that I can't resist lasagna.

I slowly picked up her fork and ate the lasagna, it was soooo good. Every bite hurt but felt amazing at the same time. It wasn't a lot of lasagna and I finished it. On the other end of the table Raphael hadn't finished his hamburger (it was like a Big Mac). I picked it up and took a huge bite, which I tried to swallow whole because chewing was getting very hard. I repeated this process a few times before accidentaly moaning rather loudly and burping. I put the remaining quarter of the burger down and leaned back, rubbing and massaging my huge belly. I was wearing my baggiest sweater and it could still be seen. My girlfriend finished the burger for me and rubbed my belly.

In the car I was leaning back in the back seat, massaging the aching orb that is my stomach. I was praying not to get motion sickness because that would make a huge mess. I slowly dozed off. It was a long ride to the hotel, about an hour. So when we arrived I could at least walk to my room, I had never been that stuffed, it was amazing. I haven't been able to pull it off since.