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Request: Sunidey’s Soda Bloat Drive + story below| Part 2/2
Request, photo, and photoshop by: GBGamer23
Captions and short story by: Me/ Text To Belly

Pretty soon morning came, and I awoke. I got many missed calls from mike my agent. I called him back.
“Hey, Mike! How’s it go-“
“Take a look at your insta.” Mike said sounding both serious and distressed.
“Hold on! Hold on! I’m doing it.” I said as I log in to my laptop. My Insta popped up fully logged in and I check the recent post. -120 Hearts-
“So?” I said?
“ Maybe we shouldn’t of done this, the number is too big” Mike said worriedly.
“Listen, your talking to the person who survived over 180 burgers! I can take it!” I said confidently.
“But it’s just the morning remember 24 hours isn’t up you have 17 hours left!” He retorted.
My eyes shot open finally waking me up and realizing what I’ve gotten myself into.
“Should we change it?” Mike asked
“N-no way,” I exclaimed, “If I go back on my word, I would lose followers! I’m doing it and that’s final!”
“All right, I hope you know what that means...” Mike said. We hung up.
Morning turned into afternoon as I stared intently at the screen. My stomach sank as the likes rose. 189, 190, 191... _____
The final hour was nearing the end 9:57PM, 9:58PM, 9:59PM;
253, 254, 255. TIME’s up that’s the amount: 255 bottles of Ginger Ale all going to be in my gut.
——
The next morning came.
I was sitting at the table. Lights illuminated my face and what was on the table.
I stared at the 255 bottles of ginger-ale before me. I didn’t think it would look like a lot. Can I fit all that inside me?

“Are you sure a about this?” Mike said behind the camera.
“Yeah” I said.
“Alright,” Mike sighed, “ Live in 5,4,3-“
He motioned silently that it was live.
“Hey guys, it’s Sunidey, doing the Ginger Ale Drive...” I explained the rest of the details.
“...and with that let’s start!”
I begin snapping the cap of a hiss was heard. Here goes nothing. I began to chug the soda.
Gulp by gulp. Every now and then I feel my stomach get full with carbonation, I rub my belly briskly and release the pent up gas. I try to stifle my burp. BEALLLCH!!!!
I failed to do so.
10 bottles down: I can feel my stomach get tight. My jeans became snug against my body.
My stomach-which hid behind the table- looks visibly bloated against my black shirts.
30-bottles. Everything’s getting tighter my pants stretched to there limit. My shirt was starting to ride up.
60- my jeans are squishing me I’m so full. I’m -SNAPP!! My jeans broke. I now have less resistance to drink more.
100- you can feel my stomach peek above the tables. Mike had to help rub my belly he’s so nice! It looks like I’m Due pregnant. My shirt rode up more. I continue to let out large belches for all the viewers to see. I’m getting heavy and big.
150- I couldn’t bring myself to drink by my own will any more. I asked mike to put the rest in a jug and force-drink me. All I could do was sit, belch really loud, and feel my stomach inflate with the fizzy drink. I started getting tiered.
200- My shirt is stretching getting around my gut. Even with frequent burping my belly is under so much pressure.
227- soo...BeLCh! Full.. make it stop...
245- I looked like I’m pregnant with twins. My stomach feels like bursting. I was so full I could barely move. My seat was creaking below me...
250- I was barely conscious. I was so groggy. I accepted more fizzy drink. My stomach stuck a good 3 inches above the table. Vibrations echo through my belly. It’s so loud.
255- My goal.....Zzzzzzz.... BeeeeLch!......Zzzz...Urp...

GBGamer23

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Like this belly join my discord to meet other people who like the same: discord.gg/Uq2PXuK
Request: Sunidey’s Soda Bloat Drive + story below| Part 2/2
Request, photo, and photoshop by: GBGamer23
Captions and short story by: Me/ Text To Belly

Pretty soon morning came, and I awoke. I got many missed calls from mike my agent. I called him back.
“Hey, Mike! How’s it go-“
“Take a look at your insta.” Mike said sounding both serious and distressed.
“Hold on! Hold on! I’m doing it.” I said as I log in to my laptop. My Insta popped up fully logged in and I check the recent post. -120 Hearts-
“So?” I said?
“ Maybe we shouldn’t of done this, the number is too big” Mike said worriedly.
“Listen, your talking to the person who survived over 180 burgers! I can take it!” I said confidently.
“But it’s just the morning remember 24 hours isn’t up you have 17 hours left!” He retorted.
My eyes shot open finally waking me up and realizing what I’ve gotten myself into.
“Should we change it?” Mike asked
“N-no way,” I exclaimed, “If I go back on my word, I would lose followers! I’m doing it and that’s final!”
“All right, I hope you know what that means...” Mike said. We hung up.
Morning turned into afternoon as I stared intently at the screen. My stomach sank as the likes rose. 189, 190, 191... _____
The final hour was nearing the end 9:57PM, 9:58PM, 9:59PM;
253, 254, 255. TIME’s up that’s the amount: 255 bottles of Ginger Ale all going to be in my gut.
——
The next morning came.
I was sitting at the table. Lights illuminated my face and what was on the table.
I stared at the 255 bottles of ginger-ale before me. I didn’t think it would look like a lot. Can I fit all that inside me?

“Are you sure a about this?” Mike said behind the camera.
“Yeah” I said.
“Alright,” Mike sighed, “ Live in 5,4,3-“
He motioned silently that it was live.
“Hey guys, it’s Sunidey, doing the Ginger Ale Drive...” I explained the rest of the details.
“...and with that let’s start!”
I begin snapping the cap of a hiss was heard. Here goes nothing. I began to chug the soda.
Gulp by gulp. Every now and then I feel my stomach get full with carbonation, I rub my belly briskly and release the pent up gas. I try to stifle my burp. BEALLLCH!!!!
I failed to do so.
10 bottles down: I can feel my stomach get tight. My jeans became snug against my body.
My stomach-which hid behind the table- looks visibly bloated against my black shirts.
30-bottles. Everything’s getting tighter my pants stretched to there limit. My shirt was starting to ride up.
60- my jeans are squishing me I’m so full. I’m -SNAPP!! My jeans broke. I now have less resistance to drink more.
100- you can feel my stomach peek above the tables. Mike had to help rub my belly he’s so nice! It looks like I’m Due pregnant. My shirt rode up more. I continue to let out large belches for all the viewers to see. I’m getting heavy and big.
150- I couldn’t bring myself to drink by my own will any more. I asked mike to put the rest in a jug and force-drink me. All I could do was sit, belch really loud, and feel my stomach inflate with the fizzy drink. I started getting tiered.
200- My shirt is stretching getting around my gut. Even with frequent burping my belly is under so much pressure.
227- soo...BeLCh! Full.. make it stop...
245- I looked like I’m pregnant with twins. My stomach feels like bursting. I was so full I could barely move. My seat was creaking below me...
250- I was barely conscious. I was so groggy. I accepted more fizzy drink. My stomach stuck a good 3 inches above the table. Vibrations echo through my belly. It’s so loud.
255- My goal.....Zzzzzzz.... BeeeeLch!......Zzzz...Urp...

GBGamer23