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“Nothing beats a good ole fashioned hot dog and watching my favorite team!” Michelle said with glee as she walked with her friend to find their seats in the stands. She was holding a giant hot dog in one of her jewelry covered hands and a large drink in the other. While taking her seat, she set her drink in the holder and user her hand to move her blonde hair behind her ear in order to take a cleaner bite. Her big blue eyes sparkled as she bit into it, as she was captivated from the flavor.

It was a bit obvious that a girl like Michelle liked to eat, as she was quite plump. Not overly so, but her generous hourglass figure gave her bottom a round shape that one couldn’t miss. Especially in her outfit tonight, as they were a pair of jeans that looked quite tight on her. Although, if one were to overlook her rotund posterior there would be no way they could look past her large 36C breasts which caused an almost obscene amount of cleavage to appear through her cute pink top which only covered her shoulders and the rest of her breasts and belly.

“Yeah I guess. Though I don’t know what the health code is on those things.” Michelle’s friend Tiffany said as she took her seat next to Michelle and inspected the blonde’s hot dog. While Michelle was plump and a bit short, Tiffany was the opposite. She had a few inches over Michelle and had a somewhat slim body shape. From her straight black hair on her head down to her slender legs with high heels on, she was one to attract many stares from the guys at the game. She sat up straight and fixed her dress by pulling at it while she sat.

“Ah you think too much! Come on doggy get my moooouth.” Michelle mumbled as she took another bite out of her food. “Maybe at halftime we can get a couple more, these are too good to pass up on!”

“Bleh… Michelle you really need to watch what you put in your body more. This stuff will kill you you know. How much sodium are in those things anyway?” Tiffany said in disgust.

“It’s got the perfect amount! Now shut up worry wart!” Michelle giggled as she patted her flats on the ground in glee. “If I get sick you can just sue them!” Michelle said referring to Tiffany currently in school for her law degree. Before Tiffany could spit out a rebuttal, the announcer began to speak over the sound system.

“Welcome basketball fans for tonight's game at O’Brian* stadium! And before the game begins, we would like to draw our winners for our 50/50 lottery. Remember, for those of you that bought a ticket, check to see if you’re a winner. If so you’ll win 50% of the lottery, a free stay at our VIP room to watch the game, and take part in our Chew or Spew challenge!” The announcer said as various pictures of tickets and a map on where to buy them were shown on the giant screen.

“Oh where’s my ticket!” Michelle said, putting her hot dog in Tiffany’s lap causing the slim girl to grimace from the greasy snack laid before her.

“Don’t throw your heart attack dog at me! Besides Michelle no one wins these things. They’re all decided way ahead of time.” Tiffany grumbled as she rested her head on her hand.

“And the winner is… number 394! 394, please come up and receive your VIP treatment!” the announcer cried out as air horns went off.

“See.. I bet they didn’t even give someone a ticket that…” Tiffany started up before Michelle screamed in her ear.

“THAT’S ME! I’M 394!!!” Michelle said jumping up and down in her seat, causing her large breasts to jump with them above her plump midsection. Tiffany just looked on in shock as she was honestly caught by surprise by the fact that her friend at actually won.

“Come on! To the VIP room!” Michelle cried out as she trudged past Tiffany.

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Michelle and Tiffany were walking up the many flights of stairs as they followed a staff member in charge of the raffle. Tiffany scoffed at her friend as she could tell that Michelle’s chubby body was having trouble with the stairs from her stunted breathing. After reaching the top of the stairs, the staff member opened the door. As soon as he did Michelle was in awe at the VIP room, it had all kinds of comfortable looking furniture with chairs and couches, it had a large screen TV to watch the game closer, and a large bar full of alcoholic drinks and beverages.

The greatest attraction to the room however was the giant window in front that let the occupants have a clear view of the game. It was certainly the ultimate viewing experience for any fan of basketball and it was making Michelle swoon in anticipation.

“Oh my GOD! I cannot wait until the game starts from here, it looks amazing!” Michelle squealed.

“Yeah… this looks pretty good actually.” Tiffany said eyeing the bar. “If you’ll excuse me I’ll be over here.” Tiffany continued, making her way over to the alcohol section of the VIP room.

“I hope you enjoy the game tonight Ms. Michelle and congratulations on your win. Here’s a check for 50 thousand dollars for your part of the 50% lottery.” The staff member said handing over a slip of paper for Michelle to take. With a stunned expression Michelle took her check and stared at it.

“Woah… I can’t believe it! This is more money then I make in a year!” Michelle cried out. “Tiffany look at all this! I just know I’m going to blow this on so many new clothes!”

“Yea… awesome. I mean I could use that to make a good dent in my law school loans but go ahead and blow them on clothes.” Tiffany said rolling her eyes as she poured herself a glass of scotch.

“Ma’am, also if you would like to take part in the Chew or Spew challenge you can also get a chance to win the rest of the 50 thousand dollars. If you sign his participation form we can get you signed up for it…” the staff member said before he was interrupted my Michelle.

“Oh my god yes! I wanna win the rest! Gimmie!” Michelle cried out with excitement as she snatched the clipboard from the staff member’s hand and began signing it and filling out the information as fast she could without reading it. “So when do I win?!” Michelle asked.

“Well let me hand this off to my manager and we’ll get you started. The staff member said as he peeled off the copy of the contract and left it on the table before walking out of the door.they walked out of the door.

“Michelle… you really need to read what you sign.” Tiffany said as she walked over the to the table with her drink in her hand. She then picked up the contract and flipped through it reading over it. “Um Michelle, do you know what the chew and spew challenge is?” Tiffany asked.

“Nope! But if I win I get 50 thousand dollars and that’s all I need to know!” Michelle said as she kicked back in her seat and put her arms behind her head. Before Tiffany could explain, the door opened and the staff member came back in, however this time they were wheeling in a cart that was loaded up boxes full of hot dogs. The staff member wheeled them next to Michelle before setting up a camera as well that was aimed at the seat Michelle was sitting in. That’s when Michelle and Tiffany heard the announcer again on the loudspeaker.

“Well tonight’s ball game is about to begin! Lets check in on our lovely lady that has chosen to enter our Chew or Spew challenge! Give it up for Michelle!” the announcer said with the entire crowd going crazy. Michelle then appeared on the billboard above the basketball court as the camera in front of her turned on. She gave an embarrassed wave to the camera before it cut back to the court. “We’ll be checking on Michelle throughout the game, let's hope she has what it takes to win or else one of you lucky raffle participants will be winning big!”

“Pssst! Tiffany! Whats going on?” Michelle asked as she was confused by the boxes of hot dogs and the camera.

“Well if you had actually read the contract you’d know.” Tiffany said rolling her eyes. “If you want to win the rest of the lottery you have to eat a hotdog for each raffle ticket that was bought. They’re all branded with a number on it, see right there on the side of the bun. You have to try to eat them all and if you give up or throw up, the hot dog you were eating or going to eat next has the number of the person’s raffle that ends up winning.”

“What?! Awe man I thought it was just another drawing or something. Ugh well at least they’re hot dogs… I mean I do love them so I can probably stuff them down. I really want that extra money Michelle whimpered.

“Ha well good luck. I have to go use the lue I’ll be right back.” Tiffany said as she exited through the door and heard the announcer one last time over the loudspeaker.

“Okay everyone, the game is about to begin, this is your last chance to purchase a raffle ticket!” the announcer said. Tiffany finally reached the bottom of the stairs as she saw a large influx of people rushing to buy tickets and could see the ticket meter on the jumbotron quickly rising with each purchase. That’s when she got a little grin on her face and turned to one of the lines. She finally got to the front before asking, “Yes, I’ll take some Chew or Spew raffle tickets please.”

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“Okay… I can do this... “ Michelle said to herself as she prepared herself for the hot dog binge she was about to take place in. A buzzer went off suddenly as the basketball game started signalling the game was beginning. Michelle reached into the box and grabbed her first hotdog, with the camera detecting the raffle number branded on it and flashing it in the upper right of the jumbotron to let the crowd know the current raffle number being eaten. as she began to chew it. “Well… at least I get to watch the game and eat hotdogs! And this view can’t be beat!” Michelle said happily as Tiffany came in.

“Jeez what’d you have to do take a dump or something?” Michelle said as she was chewing her hotdog away. Tiffany just rolled her eyes in response.

“Always classy Michelle…” Tiffany said as she poured herself another drink. Michelle continued her binge as another box of hotdogs was rolled in.

“Here’s the last of the raffle dogs ma’am. Good luck!” He said before heading out the door for the last time. Michelle sighed a bit at the larger challenge she’d have to complete as it looked like people had flocked to the raffle ticket stand in response to having the chance to win the prize. She still had an air of confidence about her though as she began to eat the hot dogs.

After finishing the first, she quickly snatched up a second, and then a third. Truth be told, she was quite hungry and this chance for a free meal as well as a chance to win another 50 thousand dollars was more than she needed to try this challenge. And so Michelle eagerly pounded down hotdog after hotdog into her awaiting mouth. The plump blond was a ferocious spectacle of greed as she consumed hotdog after hotdog, practically inhaling them as if she needed them to live. Her arms were moving non stop as they were reaching into the box next to herself and picking a new dog after finishing the one previously.

Around her 20th hotdog, Michelle’s belly was showing obvious signs of change, as it began to bulge against her shirt like a slowly inflating pool toy. She always had a somewhat jiggly pot belly, but now it was getting some serious firm growth added to it. The creases and wrinkles in her shirt began to straighten out as her swelling stomach filled in all the room within the fabric. Michelle leaned back in her easy chair and had one hand touching her filling up stomach as she fed herself with the other. She was beginning to feel pretty full at this point, and Michelle couldn’t remember the last time she had managed to eat so many hotdogs in one sitting. However, the prize money if she won was all the encouragement she needed to push herself to eat more.

Michelle’s belly swelled and grew, to the point where her underbelly was becoming visible now as it poked out underneath her shrinking shirt. It formed a big round bulge of a belly that made the girl look almost pregnant as she stuffed another hotdog into her face. Mustard and ketchup were staining her lips and mouth as she licked them to get the condiments off, but the nonstop meal of hotdogs made sure her face was covered in the red and yellow sauces.

“BUUUUZZZ… Well we have a timeout currently folks! Lets use this time to check in on our little Chew or Spew eater.” The announcer said as the big billboard above the court lit up to show the much chubbier and stuffed looking Michelle, she was leaning back and rubbing her swelling stomach as she stifled a belch. As she appeared on the screen, many of the audience began to murmur about how much she had eaten so far. Some guests were impressed while other ticket purchasers were becoming worried that she may actually eat them all. If so they would be out of a prize for sure.

Michelle gave a little wave to the camera before giving a dignified bite of her current hotdog, trying to show some essence of civility. The camera then cut back to the players on the court as the time out ended and Michelle gave a breath of relief before chomping down on the rest of the frank. It was much easier to eat like a slob than bother with trying to eat them properly, especially since she had so many more to go.

“Wow Michelle, you’re kinda making a pig of yourself.” Tiffany scoffed as she stood up and walked over to Michelle. She then slowly peeked into the boxes to see which numbers they had on them. When she was sure Michelle or the camera wouldn’t notice, she moved one box off the cart with her foot and shoved it behind Michelle’s easy chair. After moving the box, she simply made her way back to the bar area to pour herself another drink with a sly grin on her face.

Meanwhile, the bloated blond’s belly was becoming her main feature at this point, as it grew and stretched so big that it rested physically on her lap like a beach ball. Her belly button was clearly visible and no matter how hard she pulled down on her top, it couldn’t cover her new swell of a belly she was sporting.

Michelle groaned as she leaned back even further and kicked off her flats before propping them up on a footrest in front of her chair. She wiggled her pale purple painted toes in relief as she reached over the arm chair into the box of hot dogs and pushed another one into her mouth.

“Mhmmm… stwill...hic BUUUURP… shoow… twasty tho…” Michelle groaned as she continued to feed herself the meat and buns. The heavy food was seriously impacting the girl’s waistline as her belly was quickly inflating from each giant chew and swallow. As she continued to stuff her own face with the messy hot dogs, Tiffany took another sip of her drink.

“Hehe, yes that’s it you fat pig. Keep eating. Get nice and full until there’s nothing left.” Tiffany said to herself as she watched Michelle spill mustard on her shirt as her double chin chewed away at her current hotdog.

“Oooh… I’m getting so full though… BWUUUUURP” Michelle belched as she slapped her full gut and moaned. Her giant stomach shook like a bag pumped full of jello from the impact from her ring covered hand. “But… huff… gotta keep eating.” she continued as she picked up another hotdog.

Michelle chewed, swallowed, and gorged herself for almost a full hour and was barely even slowing down. Her stomach grew from plump, to huge, then to gigantic as countless amounts of hot dogs were crammed inside of it. The camera would continuously cut back to Michelle, and each time she appeared on the billboard above the court she looked even bigger and more stuffed than the time before. Her belly was just ballooning as each swallow forced it to grow that much bigger to accommodate her growth.

Her stomach began to get so big her shirt could only cover her large bulging breasts, and barely even managed to cover the top skin of her belly. Yet she didn’t seem to care as she simply grabbed at more hotdogs and stuffed them in her chubby cheeks.

“Mhmmm… need… dat… mwoney…” Michelle groaned as her belly was beginning to eclipse everything. A small creaking could begin to be heard and then fabric tearing little by little, as Michelle’s belly grew too big for her top and began to tear it to shreds. With each mouthful she swallowed, her top tore that much more. It tore and stretched to the point where the fabric could stretch no more and with a fatal RRIIIIIIIIIIPPP her top tore off and her mountainous belly finally flooded forward.

“Guuuuuh!” Michelle moaned as her collosal body moved forward like a damn flooding, as it wobbled and sloshed left and right. The shifting of her belly then put extra pressure on her tight jeans and they too began to tear. They luckily stayed in one piece for the time being, but Michelle could feel how they felt looser with them being torn like they were with bulges of fat pushing between each tear. Michelle however couldn’t see them, nor anything else that was past her bulging belly. All she could see were her giant breasts confined within her bra and her bulbous gut pushing forth like an avalanche of snow. Her little feet and toes were totally obstructed by her bulging stomach and no matter how much sat up or wiggled her toes she couldn’t see any part of her feet or legs.

With her belly growing so big, her giant tits were actually being forced against her chin and into her face. It was at this time that Michelle got the idea to stick each new hotdog in between her massive cleavage and just eat them out of that as if it was her own personal hotdog holder. The new way of eating allowed her arms to rest to her sides as she only needed them for a new frankfort, and so they were free to massage and rub her overstuffed belly.

As she ate from her own cleavage, and continued to overstuff herself, her stomach was letting out a series of groans and creaks. Some noises just sounding like digesting noises, while others sounded more like her belly was sending out warning alarms that it was being fed too much.

“Glllluuurpp… sloooooosh… chuuuurn.” all came out of Michelle’s mammoth sized belly as she ate hotdogs from between her own tits. Michelle did her best to hold onto her noisey stomach and rub it as best she could to try to quiet down it's complaining.

Finally however, the bloated blimp of a blonde seemed to slow down as her belly had grown so big, that it looked like another person could practically curl up and fit inside of it. She had mustard, ketchup, and relish smeared across her lips and giant breasts that looked like they were about to pop out of her bra. Even the top of the slope of her gut had condiments smeared all over it too. Michelle simply was leaning back with her arms holding her gargantuan stomach. The camera would cut back to Michelle, but the angle couldn’t even get Michelle’s face in it. All that the camera could see were her bare soles propped up on the the footrest and her mountain of a gut that was resting in between her legs that blocked her face.

“Mhmmm… too… full… HUUUURP” Michelle belched as she was still chewing a hot dog. Her stomach was throbbing and it was beginning to let out more dangerous sounding groans. Michelle was starting to look a bit green in the face as well as the pressure inside of her was making her feel nauseous.

Tiffany saw that the fat blonde was having trouble, but her plan needed her to keep going. She walked over to Michelle as she leaned over her friend and crossed her arms.

“Oh what’s wrong Michelle? I thought you loved hotdogs?” Tiffany said with a little grin.

“Not… oooooh… this… HIICCUUP… this many…” Michelle moaned as she held her stomach.

“But Michelle, you only have seven left and then you’re done. Don’t you want the prize? Think about winning another whole 50 thousand dollars. You’ll have 100 thousand total at that point, can you even imagine how much stuff you’ll be able to buy?” Tiffany said into Michelle’s ear. Michelle groaned as she rubbed her belly as she began to consider the prize money again.

“I… I do… oooooh… want that money…” Michelle moaned. “Ugh I’m soooo full though… but… but… I really want it!” Michelle blubbered out as she couldn’t make up her mind. She put her hand in the box and pulled out another hotdog before chewing it furiously and swallowing. She then picked up another one immediately after and stuffed it down as well. She continued this slow stuffing with each hot dog, as each and every one pushed her stomach outward one more inch. Every swallow was making Michelle look even sicker in the face as her giant reddening landmass of a gut was being stretched tight from her meal. Even her fat ass was touching both sides of the easy chair as her jeans were losing the battle to keep her titantic ass enclosed.

“Ooooooh.. Soooo… HUUURP…” Michelle moaned as she clenched her toes and forced another whole hot dog in her mouth. As she stuffed it in, she felt a giant pressure on her rear before she heard it. RIP… TEEEEAR… suddenly rang out as Michelle felt her as ass and thighs finally blasted through the fabric. Her growing body soon shredded the legwear and she was only in her bra and panties in the cozy VIP room, with enough hotdogs forced inside of her to feed an army.

Finally however, with one last gulp Michelle ate the last hotdog and her tongue rolled out of her mouth.

“I’m sooooo fuuuUUURRRRPPPP!” Michelle belched as she tasted a truckload of processed meat and condiments that came up from digesting in her stomach. Michelle was absolutely massive, no one had seen a girl as big as she now. She laid back in her seat panting as her belly was throbbing and had red angry stretch marks scattered about it like a battlefield.

“GLOOORP… GROOOOAN… SPLOOORPPP”

Michelle’s titanic tummy let out as it was shifting around the impossible meal she had just eaten. Tiffany grimaced at the noises Michelle’s belly was letting out as the slop of hotdogs inside of her shifted around.

With a sudden “CLIIICK!” Michelle’s bra snapped in the middle and her giant tits fell upon her belly, slapping it and causing her to wince in pain as her massive mammaries impacted her gigantic gut. They slipped over the top of her gut due to the grease and mustard that was splattered over her body until they finally slowed to a halt.

Tiffany grinned as she saw Michelle was looking fit to pop and began to smirk. “Oh wow Michelle, looks like you did it.” Tiffany smirked.

“Yeah… I… HUUURP… did… it…” Michelle panted as she was holding onto her belly like it was an inflatable raft in an ocean.

“Very impressive… oh wait… I’m sorry dear looks like there’s actually a box here you missed.” Tiffany said, picking up the box that she had moved behind Michelle’s chair earlier when no one was looking. “Guess you won’t win that prize after all.”

“Whaaa?! Noooo… I gotta… win… HUUURKK.” Michelle groaned as she heaved a bit, but managed to not spew anything back up.

“Oh well, guess someone else will win the prize money.” Tiffany shrugged. Michelle’s eyes widened and she looked extremely concerned. She had come this far already, if she could just force those last few hotdogs down she really would be the winner.

“No… UUUUGH… it’s mine...” Michelle moaned as picked up one more hot dog so the condiments smeared against her fingers and she took a tiny bite out of it. As soon as she did though her stomach appeared to shift and let out a series of dangerous sounding moans, causing her to drop her hot dog and clutch her belly.

“UUUUUGH” Michelle moaned as she belched. She simply too full to eat anything else. Her entire body was shifting and rejecting her meal and she could feel how even that last tiny bite caused her belly to lurch outward. “My bellyyyy....” Michelle moaned as suddenly a loud…

“FLUUUUMP!”

Was heard as belly button popped out from an innie to an outie like a mushroom. The pressure had escalated so far that it finally had pushed her belly button outward in order to use the room to store more food. Her belly button then began to swell to the size of a pool ball on the tip top of her planetary gut. Michelle’s eyebrows furrowed as her face was completely red and sweat was pouring down her face.

“HUUUURP...PFFFFRRRT!” Michelle belched and farted at the same time to relieve some sort of pressure from within her planetary sized body was turning bright pink. The pressure inside of Michelle was ten times worse than anything she had felt that night as her belly swelled up before her eyes. Michelle could only watch in panic as her body began to shake as all the hotdogs inside pushed against her stomach walls.

“Michelle? Are you okayyy?” Tiffany asked with a grin on her face.

“Nooooo… can’t… eat… any… more… don’t... feel too... hot… HUUURP… huff… huff” Michelle dry heaved and her cheeks bulged as she lurched forward a bit but still managed to keep herself from throwing up. Her giant naked body wobbled as the sounds emitting from her stomach sounded like a witch's cauldron boiling.

“Oh well I guess I win then.” Tiffany said with a bright expression.

“Wh...what?” Michelle asked.

“I bought all those hot dogs in that last box as soon as the raffle closed. These idiots really didn’t consider not letting me purchase them. And since you can’t eat anymore that means I win the other fifty thousand dollars.” Tiffany said with a little tipsy spin.

“You…HUUURP… you… BWURP… you bitch! That’s… uuuugh… my money!” Michelle cried out in unfairness.

“Too bad dearie, should’ve read the contract more.” Tiffany said with a wink as she began to hum to herself. Michelle looked extremely jealous though that Tiffany would be getting her money. She turned to the last box of hot dogs and with a bit of anger picked it up and dumped it onto her chest, the hotdogs all spilling on top of her tits like they were two giant plates.

“No! It’s MINE!” Michelle said as she began to pack in the hot dogs even more at an alarming rate.

“Hahahaha oh my god Michelle don’t be ridiculous! Just give up and let me win. You can’t finish the box you’re too full you silly girl! Now what should I do with my money first. I think I’ll definitely pay off my loans, then I may actually book a dinner at the fancy restaurant next to the law school…” Tiffany said as she talked to herself and turned to look out the window.

Meanwhile Michelle was forcing hot dogs into her mouth faster than she should have given the amount she had previously eaten. She stuffed one in, and then another, and then another after that. Her face was one of determination as she furiously chewed and swallowed, each one causing her stomach to stretch with all its might to hold it all. However, after only getting halfway through the last box a sharp pain was sent through her body.

“GUUUUHHHHH!!!” Michelle yelped as her body began to make a noise like meat being squished as her stomach pushed outwards. Michelle could feel every inch of her skin being pulled apart from the inside as her stomach stretched.

“Ohhh shiit…GUUUUUH! Tiffany! I… uuuuh… need some… HUUROOP… help here!” Michelle cried out as her body grew so fat and swollen that her arms began to rise up to her sides. Tiffany however was too distracted by her own thoughts of winning the prize money to pay any attention to Michelle at the moment.

“Uhhh!!! Oooooh…BEEEELCH… Tifffaaannyyy?! I… I think… Guuuuurgle... I’m in… HUUUURPPP… trouble!” Michelle still called out to deaf ears.

“TIFFANY!!! Call a… GUUUUURLLPP… FUCKING DOCTOR!” Michelle screamed as her body contracted suddenly and she threw her head back. With a horrified expression Michelle looked down to see her belly was still trying to expand from all the hot dogs and it grew redder with each passing second. It grew so big it began to push onto the footrest where her feet were, with her toes and soles now wiggling against the fleshy mound of belly that was overly stuffed with hot dogs.

“TOO… FULL…” Michelle moaned as she puffed her cheeks out. “BELLY… TOO… BIG...” Michelle began to sputter with her head back as body was so full of hotdogs that it could have rivaled a car. It grew so big that it knocked over the camera that was placing her on the jumbotron and continued to increase in size. Her face and tits were still stained with mustard and ketchup and her skin turned a mixture of red and green as she looked ill. Creaks emitted from her body as she felt the pressure inside of her growing too much for her to handle.

“TOO… MANY… DOGGIES!” Michelle finally managed to say through pursed lips before her cheeks bulged to their max and shut her lips tight. She clenched her eyes shut tight as the magnitude of her situation was too much for her to bear. She head was then forced back into her neck as her body was using all of her skin’s elasticity to keep her belly in check. She was so full that the hot dogs were beginning to come back up, she lurched forward and put her hands to her mouth as she tried not to vomit. However in trying not to do, she accidentally snorted and two hot dog franks soon wedged their way through her nose and getting stuck there.

Her body pulsated and grew bigger and larger to the point where it was too much for her easy chair to handle. With a loud

CERSNAAAAP!

Her body demolished the chair and her body hit the floor with her legs bent from her feet still being on the footstool while she was on her back. The loud noise caused Tiffany to turn around to see what Michelle was doing.

“Damn Michelle, what are you… JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” Tiffany gasped as she turned around to see a giant throbbing blob of a gut that looked like a bouncy tower in front of her. Michelle’s belly looked alien almost, as it was letting out churns and groans while it wobbled slightly, giving the appearance that it was a creature all its own as it shifted.

“Michelle?! What are you doing?!” Tiffany cried out in fear as she took a step back. A small breaking sound was heard as Tiffany saw Michelle’s bloated belly button began to shake and tear on the end, with a hot dog weiner pushed out of tip of her outie belly button. The hot dog shook and danced like a flag on top of a newly discovered planet as Michelle only teetered on her back left and right.

“MHMMMPMMM!!!” was all Michelle could say with wide bulging eyes. That was before she finally couldn’t keep the meal down anymore and began to spew digested hotdogs out of her pursed lips like it was a sprinkler. The shower rained down upon her overtaxed body as it let out disgusting gurgles.

“Fuck this!” Tiffany said as she tried to escape, only to realize that Michelle’s bloated body now blocked the only exit. “Michelle move! I need to get out of here!” Tiffany cried out, as she slowly backed away from the growing shivering mass of a belly.

Michelle couldn’t even hear Tiffany at this point as the pressure was too much for her to bear. She had two more hot dog franks coming out of her ears and tears welled up in her wide bloodshot eyes. All her limbs were forced apart in star formation from her body growing as large as it possibly could. Her face turned a deep purple and her eyes went in different directions as the terrified Tiffany backed up against the glass over the stadium.

“MHPPLURPTUUPRPPTT!” Michel let out a noise as her body could not simply grow anymore.

“MICHEELEEEE AHHHHHHHHHH!” Tiffany screamed as she stared at the red throbbing mass before a giant

“KASPLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM”

Erupted out of Michelle and her body exploded like a megaton bomb, spewing half digested hot dogs all over the VIP room and flooding it with sludge. Tiffany was thrown against the glass and drenched in all kinds of half eaten meat, and It dripped from the walls and ceiling. Half eaten hot dog wieners and buns slid down the window panes that overlooked the game. Although it was impossible to watch through thick sludge of what used to be Michelle being splattered against it all.

However, before Michelle exploded, the crowd below was watching the VIP room above since she had knocked over the camera. They heard muffled screaming and then saw a figure press against the glass before a giant explosion was heard and instantly they all saw the glass splattered with a red slop. Though there was a clean spot in the shape of a perfect silhouette that Tiffany’s body had shielded from the sludge.

A hush fell over the crowd as they all tried to deduce what had just happened. That was before one young man simply spoke up.

“So… I guess she spewed?”