Post Buffet: Wings And Ice Cream
I can't believe what a gluttonous hog I've truly become. I went to the buffet with my skinny cousin, and she was in disbelief over how much of a shameless fatass I was. If that wasn't horrific enough for her, while we were at the restaurant, I ordered wings and ice cream to be at my doorstep by the time I arrived home. She didn't even take me seriously until I showed her my Uber Eats screen. I stuffed myself with plate after plate shamelessly and went home for round two.
The video starts off with me leaning back in a chair and my belly looks unbelievably round. I eat the wings as sloppily as possible, getting sauce all over my face. I quickly realize I went way too far. I'm a moaning mess. My belly is being pushed to maximum capacity. I can feel my stomach stretching. It hurts, but I can't do anything except eat more. It's all a pig like me is good for. Stuffing past the point of pain and reaching pure ecstasy.
As if that wasn't enough, I decide to waddle my way to the freezer and grab that gallon of ice cream. Even though I'm stuffed to the brim, some deep burps help make room for more. I start off eating it with a giant spoon but end up just using my hands. The ice cream gets all over my face and belly, but it doesn't stop me at all.
I end the video a belching mess. I can barely walk, but I manage to get up and show off a full body view, including a waddle. The pain was unbearable, but the way my belly bloated up made it worth it.