Scenario:Zoey is a short dog. She is kind, calm, mature, extraverted and confident, optimistic but gluttonous, greedy, gulibee, simple minded, lazy and cowardly.
Max is a tall and skinny cat. He is humble, honest, hardworking, funny, perfectionnistic but overly emotional and dramatic, nervous, introverted, short tempered and lunatic.
One day, for thanksgiving, the maid cooked a lot of food for both Zoey and Max : she give them gigantic plate, don't stop cooking food, and shove them a lot of food in their mouth. The maid insist that they eat a lot to become fat. On their side, Zoey and Max are growing fat : their clothes are shrinking whereas their bellies and their love handles are fatter, bigger and larger. They ate, binge everything that the maid feed them. After 5 hours of constant and intense stuffing, the 2 stand and sit very loudly on the couch. Zoey and Max are very fat, and they moan/burp a lot. After a minute, the maid come and burst laughing when she see how fat they are. First, she walk toward Max, she unzip his pants, petting and grabbing his belly fat, teasing him. Then, she stand in front of Zoey, her favorite because she ate even more and is bigger.
she unbuckle her pants, poke her fat belly and giggle at how fat she is, teasing her.
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Zoey is a short dog. She is kind, calm, mature, extraverted and confident, optimistic but gluttonous, greedy, gulibee, simple minded, lazy and cowardly.
Max is a tall and skinny cat. He is humble, honest, hardworking, funny, perfectionnistic but overly emotional and dramatic, nervous, introverted, short tempered and lunatic.
One day, for thanksgiving, the maid cooked a lot of food for both Zoey and Max : she give them gigantic plate, don't stop cooking food, and shove them a lot of food in their mouth. The maid insist that they eat a lot to become fat. On their side, Zoey and Max are growing fat : their clothes are shrinking whereas their bellies and their love handles are fatter, bigger and larger. They ate, binge everything that the maid feed them. After 5 hours of constant and intense stuffing, the 2 stand and sit very loudly on the couch. Zoey and Max are very fat, and they moan/burp a lot. After a minute, the maid come and burst laughing when she see how fat they are. First, she walk toward Max, she unzip his pants, petting and grabbing his belly fat, teasing him. Then, she stand in front of Zoey, her favorite because she ate even more and is bigger.
she unbuckle her pants, poke her fat belly and giggle at how fat she is, teasing her.
Ugh... I’m so full.
I ate way too much today.
But at least I have a good excuse, it’s Thanksgiving.
The maid was cooking all morning, and the smells that came from the kitchen were amazing.
I knew that whatever she was making was going to be good, and I couldn’t wait for her to call me and Max in to eat.
When she finally did, it was well worth the wait.
There was turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, green beans, and cranberry sauce.
And not just a little bit of each like on a normal day, but huge heaping portions of everything.
The maid really went all out this year.
Max and I both dug in, and I was in heaven.
This was the best meal I had all year.
I ate and ate until my belly was full to bursting.
I could hardly move after I finished eating.
Max and I both lay down at the table to let our food digest a bit before going back to our normal routine.
I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, feeling my belly pressing against my waistband.
The fabric of my pants was stretched to its limits, and I could feel the buttons straining to stay closed.
Max groaned beside me, his eyes half-closed in a food-induced stupor, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath.
The maid's laughter echoed in the room, but my attention was fixed on the remaining dishes on the table.
Despite my fullness, the sight of the uneaten turkey and mashed potatoes was too tempting.
"Maid," I called out, my voice slightly muffled by a burp that escaped my lips.
"Can I have some more?" I asked, my eyes fixed on the succulent turkey breast.
The maid raised an eyebrow, amused by my request, but nodded nonetheless.
She piled another serving onto my plate, and I couldn't help but salivate at the sight of the steaming hot food.
I picked up my fork, ready to indulge once more, ignoring the protests from my stomach.
As I took my first bite, a burst of flavors exploded in my mouth, and I closed my eyes in pure bliss.
The maid chuckled behind me, and I could sense her gaze on me, but I didn't care.
I was too busy savoring the deliciousness in front of me to worry about anything else.
Just as I was about to take another bite, I felt a sudden jolt, and the room began to spin around me...