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Hunger Control
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Author; Moridin45 / Caine / Cyberstar

Mandy walked into her home after a long days work, placing her briefcase down next to the door, she systematically took off her shoes and rubbed her neck as she went to sit down. Mandy was the typical business woman of the 21st century, but she was slim, modestly sized breasts, piercing green eyes, and a face you couldn’t forget standing at a shocking 6”10.
Slumping into her recliner in her apartment, she flicked on the TV. Flipping through the channels, she found herself stopping at the cooking channel, and watching the chef prep something she couldn’t pray to make. Mandy ever since she could remember had always had instant flights of fancy to do something she could have fun but not get in trouble for. Watching the chef she had one right then, heading to her room she stripped off her suit and got into some short shorts, with an elastic band, and a cut shirt showing off her midriff and a bit of cleavage from her small perky boobs.
Watching the chef bake dry things was making Mandy’s mouth dry also, so she got the bright idea to see how much she could drink. Sauntering into her kitchen she began to find every pitcher she owned, or at least as many as possible and set them on her sink counter.
Eventually she found 4 pitchers, one for 5 liters, two for 4 liters each, and a 2 gallon pitcher. Looking in the freezer, Mandy wanted to see if there was any frozen juice concentrate left for her to make one not water, and to her happiness, she found a fruit punch. Making the punch in the 5 liter pitcher, she filled the other three with water. As soon as she got them at the right spot, she took them and placed all of them on her table. Drumming her table with her nails, she went for the water pitcher of 4 liters first slowly downing feeling the liquid flow in.
Mandy could feel her stomach slowly expanding and filling with liquid and when she was done, she slammed down the pitcher and just looked at it. Shaking her head, she slowly went for the 5 liter one and that too went in easily, and almost as quick as the previous one. Patting her middle, she could feel the sloshing of liquid in her body. Now was the great test, the 2 gallon pitcher, which was way larger than the others and held as much as the other two pitchers almost combined. Tilting it slowly, she let it flow into her like the others, not too fast slowly filling. Mandy came to the sudden realization that she was starting to feel like a water balloon. Slowly enlarging from a constant flow of liquid into her stomach.
Halfway through the pitcher she put it down to get some air and felt her stomach, already the waters effects could be felt as well as seen. Soon, her belly was pushing out and down into a small gut as she drank the rest of the water. When she finished it, there was enough poking out for her to hold in her hands.
Glancing in a lovingly manner at her belly now poking outwards small as it was, she giggle, “I got a beer belly.” She slowly took the fruit punch pitcher and started slowly drinking it as her full stomach slowly filled with more liquid contents. It took her nearly an hour but near as she could tell, she was able to down 22 ¼ liters. With her belly sloshing uncontrollably whenever she moved around.
A small burp escaped her and she went to lie on her couch. Her liquid filled middle would soon pass all the water out of her body. Mandy found herself sitting on the toilet for 20 minutes non stop, and when she was done how she looked before she drank it all. Flipping on the TV, she began channel surfing, soon getting drowsy and falling asleep.
Across the country, another female was setting up her own urging whims. Alexandria was one for the dark arts and knew her craft well, being 5”7 with completely normal features, she looked nothing remarkable, the type you would soon forget if not seen regularly. She had brown hair, brown eyes and plain features and nothing remarkable. Her body was average with nothing standing out other than her breasts which could simply be seen as existent.
Being a magic practitioner, Alexandria was setting up her own little thing on whim. With the help of her friend Dawn, the two almost had the spell set. “Now you sure this’ll work?” Dawn asked worriedly, Dawn herself was someone people tried to forget, for the fear of how she looked, pale skin mousy blond hair, pale blue eyes and same height as Alexandria. Again she scanned everything with worry in her eyes. “What if we put in the wrong thing? Or we accidentally prepped the wrong spell? Or if we-” Alexandria cut her off with a swiping hand and chopping motion. “Everything is set; we just need the incantation book.” She replied curtly.
As she went rummaging for the book, Dawn looked around and saw it lying on the other side of the room and went to get it. Now as fate had it, there were a few mice in their home and one happened to be crawling on the beam atop where they were working and as another act of fate, slipped and fell towards the boiling liquid beneath it, but instead grabbed the shelf above it and knocking in a small bottle of purple liquid with a glow from within the center of the bottle. A sudden shaft of Violet light shot out of the cauldron and through the roof into the skies, both girls turned in dismay at the unspecified turn of events. “NOOOOOO!” Screamed Alexandria as she saw the shaft of light constrict and fade.
“Its lost, I can’t get it back, the spell…” Alexandria moaned into her hands. “Then what’s happened?!?” Cried Dawn fearing for her life clutching at Alexandria’s dark robes. “It’s gone wild…” Alexandria said in defeat and loss “When it goes wild, it means the spell in flux, and anything can happen and hit anyone anywhere. The magic can be a little thing like giving someone another inch of hair or anything as drastic as the powers of a god of myth.” Alexandria said in a stupor. Gazing out into the night she turned to Dawn and said, “Nothing to be done now, its now in the hands of fate.” So thus went upstairs to sleep. Dawn simply looked out into the night pondering the new information given her from her dear friend.

Mandy awoke the next morning in her chair with the TV on still. Rubbing her head, she yawned widely and stretched her long limbs. She smiled at her little game last night of her drinking game and how she bloated up from all the liquid. Patting her middle she smiled and sighed, thinking; sorry can’t fill you like that and beyond, otherwise I might not get around! She laughed to herself. As she went to the shower, Mandy completely missed the faint scorch marks on her chair as she got up.
The day being Sunday, she went to shower up and get ready to go out for a jaunt anywhere she might wind up. About an hour later Mandy was ready to go out. I nice loose tank top, and a skirt that went from her hips to right above the knees, leaving a bare midriff.
Going into the kitchen she grabbed a pan and some eggs from the refrigerator, and started frying, she threw in her normal 3 and started cooking. When she was finished, she started to sit down and eat, Mandy just felt that3 wasn’t enough and started getting another 3 ready while she ate her first batch. About 20 minutes later feeling satisfied with 6 eggs, she went out.
Getting into her car, she pulled out and got going, being 6”10 she always felt confined in most small cars so she had gotten when she could afford it an SUV. As she drove around, she noticed many of the ladies she passed were dressed for just being in the sun, and decided to head to the beach.
Parking was a bitch down there she knew but having some old salts as friends from her fathers fishing days was a big help also giving her more places to park than most other people. Pulling into a driveway with an old 89 mustang, she parked it there and got out letting it beep loudly enough for the entire block. When not a single old man’s head popped out of a window, she knew where to them. Heading out of the alley where all the cars were parked, she went onto the pier walk, and found all of them lined up outside the pubs and the various shops. Smiling as she came up a few heads turned from the creaking and many a smile lit up on their faces especially the face of one old sour sea dog.
“Amanda dearie, how are ye darlin’?” he cried slowly getting up, “Daddy, I’m fine, you know that!” Amanda giggled as he hugged her and give her a small tickle. All the other old men there said pretty much hello Mandy in various ways.
“So what’s going on? All of you are here today; at least 5 of you are normally out there fishing or some such.” Mandy said noticing every seat was filled by its normal occupant.
“Storm Mandy, just gonna storm out there an a bit over here.” Scrapper said, Scrapper was one of the grouchiest but most informed among them, he walked with a limp from a shark bite and had his back a bit hunched but still appeared massive compared to the rest. One eye was completely white and the other for reasons he wouldn’t discuss was yellow like a cats.
Only 2 other men there knew his real name, her father and Muddy, those 3 were pretty close and never called one another by their real names. Muddy though was no where to be seen today she just realized. “Where’s Muddy at then?” She challenged “Florida for a vacation, you know him, always looking for something young and fine to fill his needs and he wanted a bit o’spice this time.” her father told her.
Mandy decided to just walk the along the walkway for a bit until the old light house, once there she decided to come back. “All right, I’ll catch you old seadogs later, I’m going to head off for a walk.” Turning Mandy left leaving them to their tales and games.

“Scrapper, you notice anything strange about her this morn’?” asked Cain, her Mandy’s father. “Aye, and tweren’t anythin’ bad, jus’ a strange aura floatin’ abou’ her.” Cain nodded more to himself than to Scrapper. Cain was the only one amongst them with any physical attributes worth noting allowing him to stay on as a sailor when he wanted.
“You lads keep an eye on her; I’m off t’see what I can make of it.” And he left the rest of his mates to their games and chat.

It took 2 hours but Mandy walked from one end to the other without much delay, only stopping for a hotdog and some lemonade.
When she got back to her dad’s friends she found them all still the way they were but her father and Scrapper were gone. “Hey guys what’s today’s fresh menu?” Mandy asked cheerfully, “Its lunch time and I’ve really got an appetite from that walk.” A few heads turned and cackled. “Mandy, you know that all we normally got is th’ fish’n’chips! You want something different, head over yonder to the new place it’s taken almost all our business anyways.”
“Well, we don’t want the small business to leave here do we?” Mandy smiled as she towered over the old salts. “I’ll have 2 fish and chips please! One from Duggan’s and one from Carl’s.” She said with a seductive grin on her face.
Both men’s eye’s lit up when she said that and they slowly got up to start cooking. Mandy’s waiting in the shops attracted some people over to see what got the old men so fired up. Mandy smiled as she saw some customers come for the first time in days to the little shacks lining the walkways end.
When her food came, she dug in heartily eating it all, the fish filet’s the fries, and the sour crème which came with it. When she was all done packing away both meals she just looked at both of them and said “I’ll take one dessert from you each!” Both men chuckled and went to get one of their desserts for her. More people showed up and soon each little shack had most of its stools filled up, people looking over at the girl who was ordering from two places at once.
As both banana splits came, she heard some of the people start whispering around her, but she ignored them and dug into her dessert happily. As Mandy was finishing the first one, she started to feel the counter top bumping into her, shrugging it off as getting too close she started on the melting second sundae. It took her about 10 more minutes but she got it down. “My girl, ne’er seen ye eat like that since the days when ye was a child.” Duggan said. “From the looks o’it she be runnin to the gym to be workin off that!” Carl said laughingly. Mandy puzzled looked down and felt her eyes widen in surprise. Her flat belly now had a bulge in it pushing outwards like she was pregnant.
Mandy shook her head and paid then for the food saying “I’ll catch you all later guys, stay in trouble!” she called to them, knowing the old sailors couldn’t ever keep out of a brawl if possible.

Getting home, Mandy could feel the contents of her stomach moving around, sloshing together, and causing a bit of jiggling. Mandy could only wonder why she didn’t feel full, and why she had a small nag for her to eat a bit more. Shaking her head, she decided to nap for a bit and hope her belly was gone when she woke. Checking the time, she saw it was 3:32, settling in, she quickly lapsed into unconsciousness.
When Mandy awoke she slowly turned to the clock, seeing it was 5:47 she got up and saw to her dismay her belly was still there but she now felt hungrier. Giving up on her convictions, she went and prepped herself something to eat.

Part 2

Mandy managed to get a pretty decent meal out of what she had at home, some pasta, stir fry veggies and chicken breasts. She fried up the veggies and chicken, and boiled the pasta, and got herself a pretty decent meal out of it. Mixing it all up in one of her larger bowls, she set it down on the table next to herself as she watched TV. Mandy was too absorbed to notice the effects of her eating, as she kept going and emptying the massive bowl in front of her, right before the end of her show.
She only noticed it was empty when she heard scraping wood and looked into the bowl for confirmation. Her bigger shock was her swollen abdomen; her belly was no longer pudgy, making her look pregnant now. As her hand slowly crept down to it, she slowly touched herself and felt the all too real warmth emanating from it and the softness as she pushed at it.
Slowly she turned upright and cradled her growth in her hands like a new born child, and yet couldn’t help but feel hungry still. Mandy could only ponder her situation as she tried to stand up, the new weight on her almost made her fall forward onto the floor. “Ugh… What the hell is going on with me?” She said out loud this time. Slowly getting her balance and making sure not to fall she started to walk towards her room and puzzle it out. Plopping onto her bed, she nearly slid off when she did due to the weight and quickly moved farther onto the bed for support.
All she could do was poke and move the contents of her belly. Mandy though was only feeling confined now, and felt an urge to get out. Mandy quickly got dressed but found her pants harder to get on so threw down the jeans and went for some sweats. Her bra was also pretty tight with her boobs now smashed together making some pretty good cleavage. Other than this completely odd sensation of the fullness of her belly but feeling hungry still was what bothered her more.
Getting her shirt on, it barely got halfway down her belly now, and she didn’t have much else to put on that was large enough so decided to head out. As Mandy was left her building, she couldn’t decide where to go or what to do, and all she could think of was getting her hands on something to eat. As she walked along the sidewalk, she felt like there was a basket ball strapped on her stomach, with the way it bounced a bit around, it wasn’t hard to tell she wasn’t pregnant unless she stood still and wasn’t walking. Mandy though felt herself getting hungrier though with each step as she tried to figure out what it was she wanted.
Mandy just couldn’t decide so walked into the first fast food place she saw, which was Burrito Friendly. Walking up, she found it to be manned by the normal immigrants from Mexico. Also, she noticed the cashier, a middle aged overweight Mexican lady, with angular features and jowls just staring at her which she found kind of rude.
“Hello, welcome to Burrito Friendly, what can I get started for you?” she said kind of mechanically, “I need to get 2 number 2 combos, a number 3 combo and 3 stuffed burritos please with 1 beef and two chicken, and everything in the largest size all to go.” Mandy stated firmly, as she waited for the total, she couldn’t help but have an odd feeling as looked at the woman, she easily dwarfed her by almost a foot and a half. As she waited for her food, she couldn’t stop looking at the cashier, the plump Mexican lady she found herself drawn too, and Mandy couldn’t understand why, and it scared her.
It took about 15 minutes for all the food and Mandy was incredibly happy to get out of there. Jiggling along, she ate her food slowly filling up and out as she consumed more. Mandy was starting to stress and worry over her predicament, she was filling up like a balloon on whatever she ate or drank and never seemed to get full. This also caused her to eat faster getting her bigger keeping the cycle alive.
By the time she finished, she just wanted to keep going and was now close to double her size from when she left her apartment. “Ugh, oh god, what’s wrong with me…” She moaned clutching her stuffed gut and squishing it a bit moving its contents around. It was a bit of a struggle for her to move now with her growing weight in front of her, and to make matters worse, her breasts too had grown. Her shirt now only covered the top of her vast dome and kept her breasts confined from jiggling around since they had seemed to have tripled their size. Panting, Mandy waddled into an alley and tried to remove her breath confining bra, after 20 minutes of struggling with the clasp, she found the material stretched too tightly for her to undo.
Gasping, she stopped all attempts and put her shirt back on. Slowly, she waddled out of the alley, clutching her gut in one hand while holding the wall with the other, All the while her hunger still lingered but not so strongly and subsided a bit but she still felt like eating.
Mandy knew she needed to eat soon, otherwise she would get hunger pangs and despite how much she had consumed and still had stored, she needed more. Feeling disgusted with herself, she walked on, trying to find another place to get some food without looking foolish or gluttonous. Walking down the road, she ran into few people but all of them took double glances at the huge belly attached to her, one was even an actual pregnant woman who smiled and nodded at her as they passed as she patted her own stomach, even if it was incredibly small in comparison.
She finally settled on a Grill King, and went in to order take out again. Waddling through, she noticed that even the double doors felt smaller and confining and that there was barely any space for her to pass through to the counter and order.
Getting up to the counter, she stood there looking over the menu, tapping her card on her belly, feeling the food inside swish around and squish. Her breasts now were starting to become a bit of a pain, the pair were more like water balloons being filled still and starting to make breathing a bit hard with the bra tightening always. “Hi, can I help you?” The man at the front said, it sounded disdainful and from this guy also as though he just wanted her to get away. “Yeah,” Mandy said, now she felt she had to make this guys night worse and make him work. “I’ll take 3 of each combo and each one with the largest it comes with.” Mandy said with a smile towering over this guy, staring at her in disbelief he slowly started punching buttons and ringing it up.
Again though, Mandy felt this odd sensation in her hunger, something about the guy made her want to… Clamping down on the thought, she shook it away and told herself ‘No Mandy, what the hell are you thinking!’ and yet, it still nagged at her.
It took half an hour but it all came at once, it was more of a struggle to carry it all and eat it as she walked so Mandy decided to go to the pier and eat there, most people would be gone and there were benches and tables all along it. Getting there was not a problem since it was 3 blocks from where she was, and sitting down at the first table she saw was a bit of a relief. Setting her food on the table gave her arms some much needed relief and her sitting down, gave her legs some even more desperately needed soothing too. Eagerly she dug in, seeming to be able to eat faster than before, almost swallowing things whole now. She moaned in satisfaction despite it all, but a feeling of fear still was creeping around in her head.
Cradling her growing stomach, she could feel her breasts swelling also, and breathing became increasingly difficult, as she finished the 4th meal from her order, a loud snap of her clasp giving away and the sudden easiness of her breathing gave her more freedom to eat. Food flew into in her mouth as she felt a loss of control and soon she was seeing only blurred images but her hands were finding the food, her belly swelling visibly, taking up all the space in front of her, her breasts now the only thing in her shirt, growing through the space in the front. Soon it all went dark.

When Mandy awoke, she found herself on the pier ground with wrappers all around with empty bags, she also felt a big soft thing beneath her, touching it, she found it to be soft and with stuff moving inside it soon, she came out of her daze and saw the soft thing she was on was her body, soft, huge, and all stomach. Her breasts were now only being held up by her shirt, and the hunger hit her very quickly, all she wanted was to eat.
Mandy struggle to get to her feet, but as she stood, the weight of her stomach became abundantly clear. Her spherical stomach was larger than herself curled up and weighed at least as much if not more than her. Looking at her watch, she found the time to be 5:56 AM, and quickly tried to get up. That proved to be harder than she thought, she found herself almost effectively pinned by her own mass which laid upon.
Grunting in effort, she tried to pull herself back only wasting time and energy as she tried to move something at least triple her size and attached to her. A scraping sound pulled back to her surrounds as Mandy heard someone approaching from the alley. ‘Oh god, oh god, oh god!!!’ She thought, as she panicked, now frightened out of her wits, started grunting to move and only succeeded in rocking herself to her side. “Hello? Someone there? Need some help?” Came a man’s voice. Mandy froze in shock and panic as she saw his foot step out of the alley. “Hey there, you need a, HOLY SHIT!!!” he yelled when he saw her.
At once, Mandy felt embarrassed ashamed and horrified all at once as he stared her over, her basketball breasts trying to get out of her shirts confines, and her massive gut larger than her. “Hi… I was taking a walk and fell a bit ago, I’m having trouble getting up, you mind helping me?” She asked him sweetly but shakily.
Again she noticed he was wasn’t talking since his outburst, “Ummm, hello? I’m over here? Not that.” Trying to get his attention. “Oh, sorry, it’s just, you know you’re so… Damn…” Unable to say anything he just stood there looking at Mandy as she put her hand out to get some help. “Oh, right!” He said as he actually noticed her hand. “So, uh, you late in your pregnancy?” He asked quietly noticing how big she really was as he towered over the poor guy. “Uh yeah, I'm almost at the end of the trimester due soon.” Mandy said, hoping he wouldn’t notice the excessive amount of food wrappers on the ground and the stains on her shirt which she just noticed.
“Wow, how many, I mean, you look to be a little too big for just one or two.” He said. “Oh, The Doctors not sure, the last count said 5 for certain but there might be possibly 7 but the doctor couldn’t say for certain. Want to give me a feel?” She asked him stroking the top of her huge dome. Hesitantly he approached and slowly lowered his hand. “Oh wow, I can feel them moving around!” He said in wonder. Mandy though could only look down at him and feel that same odd hunger sensation from the evening when she was ordering food. Suddenly her mind just cleared and she found herself slowly pulling the guy towards her as she sat down on the bench, belly now resting on the ground and on her thighs and legs filling her frontal space as Mandy smiled smugly at the guy, she felt the need to feed.