Stuffed

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The guys had just finished thanksgiving dinner and they all sat in the living room, except Luke who was still in the kitchen. They all had bloated tummies and they're belts unbuckled and jeans unbuttoned so they're bellies could have more room, but Michael had the biggest belly by far, he could barely stand up on his own but he was still hungry and was waiting for Luke to finish up in the kitchen. Ashton and Calum were groaning from how stuffed they were and rubbing their tummies, Luke and Calum had made a ton of food that was mainly for Mikey because he didn't eat anything for 2 days so he could stuff himself silly on Thanksgiving night, which he still had to do. Michael smelled something amazing and Luke walked in with plates of brownies, pies, cupcakes, and cakes, "Luke we can't eat anything else." Ashton groaned and Michael scoffed, "C'mon, he's being nice." Michael smiled and walked over to the coffee table, sitting on his knees and gobbling up the chocolate cake. "How can you still be eating?" Calum asked and Michael swallowed the last of the cake, "I know you guys still have room in those tiny tummies of yours, if I still have room in this gut then you have room in yours." Michael smirked and picked up a brownie, shoving it in Ashton's mouth and they gave in, eating the desserts that Luke had made. Michael was eating the cakes and pies whilst the others ate the brownies and cupcakes, the pale boy eating the bigger desserts and making his gut expand. Michael swallowed the last of the final cake and leaned back from the pressure in his belly, now stuffed to his limit and he was burping a lot. He saw the others had finished as well and their bellies had bloated as well, but still not as big as Mikey even though they did have pretty big tummies. "I'm so full." Ashton groaned and the others hummed in agreement, "I don't think I can move." Michael chuckled and rubbed his belly that was as tight as a drum, the pale boy laid on his back and was asleep in seconds as he slipped into a food coma, as well as his bandmates who fell asleep on the couch and recliners.

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