Michael and his bandmates were doing nothing and boredom was eating away at all of them. Michael got an idea, "Truth or Dare anyone?" He smirked and everyone nodded. "So, truth or dare Michael?" Calum asked and Michael bit his lip in thought, "Dare." He smirked. Calum walked over to his two other bandmates and started whispering a plan, all of them nodded and ran to the kitchen. "Aren't you gonna tell me what the fuck you're doing?!" Michael shouted and began to go after them, but pushed back by Calum. "Nope, you're not allowed in the kitchen. Stay in the living room." He stated and Michael sighed, plopping himself back down onto the couch. Michael began to smell something really good after about 20 minutes, like they were baking something. "If you guys are giving me a food dare you're all stupid!" Michael laughed and he didn't get a response. His tummy growled loudly at the smell of baked goods, he ignored it and continued with his phone.
About an hour later, Luke walked into the room, "You ready for your dare?" He smirked and Michael nodded, not expecting what he walked in on. He saw the dining table covered in sugary foods: donuts, brownies, pie, cake, ice cream, assorted chocolates, cookies, and soda. "What the fuck....." Michael trailed off, his mouth watering at the sight of all his favorites. "Enjoy it all mate." Calum smiled, "A-all of it?" Michael questioned as he sat down and everyone nodded before leaving the room to let Michael pig out in peace. Michael went straight for the plate of frosted cookies, picking up two and pressing the together in a sandwhich, shoving them in his mouth and chewing, he opened the soda bottle and took a swig to get the dry feeling from his mouth out, then continued with the cookies until the plate was empty. He had frosting and crumbs all over his face, his tummy growled loudly once again and he grabbed the carton of ice cream, picking up the spoon and eating the strawberry ice cream straight out of the carton, his belly began to get fill and he huffed, but he couldn't stop; this was a dare by his bandmates that he had to do. He pushed the now empty cart aside and looked down at his belly, seeing it now stuck out a little but he didn't care, he saw the box of donuts and tore through it, the chocolate pastries are extremely filling and made him even more stuffed, but he continued. He grabbed the apple pie, his favorite, and ate it in huge forkfulls. He pushed it away and leaned back in his chair, panting hard and he looked down at his lap, seeing his belly stuck out even farther. There was only the small chocolate cake and assorted chocolate left, Michael groaned and grabbed the small bundt cake, eating it slowly due to how stuffed he already was and then moving onto the box of chocolates, shoving a few in his mouth at a time so they were gone quicker. He did a sigh of relief as he looked at the now empty plates, he leaned back in his chair and groaned as his belly swished around inside, causing him extreme discomfort. He looked at his belly and saw how far it bulged out, at least 5 inches from all the food he just consumed. "Oooooooooooh." He moaned and rubbed his stuffed gut, "You alright mate?" He heard Luke ask and Michael shook his head. "Fuck you for making me eat all that. BRUUUUUUPPPP!" He groaned and burped loudly at the end, standing up and pulling his slightly tight shirt down. He glared at his bandmates, crossing his arms over his chest. "Didn't think you'd be able to do it." Ashton smirked, "I didn't think so either." Michael scolded and walked to his room, his round belly jiggling slightly with every step and shaking roughly when he flopped onto his bed. "Oooooooooooh, it hurts so bad." He groaned and rubbed his protruding belly, another belch erupted from his lips and he laid on his side, rubbing his belly in circles as he fell asleep.
