After a long stuffing session with Calum, Michael was laying on his back in bed, snuggled into Calum's side. Michael had asked Calum to stuff him until he couldn't move and that's exactly what Calum did, he stuffed Michael with mashed potatoes, mac and cheese, and fried chicken from KFC. Michael ate everything Calum gave him, in the end he had gravy, potatoes, cheese, and crumbs all over his face. "Cally?" Michael moaned, his bloated belly didn't agree with the amount of food he had just consumed and he had a major bellyache. "What's wrong baby?" Calum asked and put his hand on Michael's stuffed gut, "I need to use the bathroom." Michael blushed. "Why are you telling me this?" He asked, "I'm.....um....I can't move." Michael blushed and Calum chuckled, helping the full boy stand and walk into the bathroom, letting him use it himself and then help him back to bed. Michael cuddled himself into Calum's side and tried his best to hold back the whimpers of pain, Calum began rubbing Michael's belly softly through the fabric of Michael's shirt and Michael grabbed his hand, then lifted his shirt and put Calum's hand directly on his belly, wanting the pain to at least dull down a little. "It hurts." Michael whimpered and Calum kissed his temple, "I'm sorry baby, go to sleep and it'll feel better okay?" Calum smiled and Michael nodded, shutting his eyes and snoring in seconds.
