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Michael looked at the kitchen counter infront of him, dozens and dozens of cherry pies stacked up and covering it completely. He had just won a lifetime supply of cheery pie and his belly was growling every other minute from the smell, he was trying his hardest to resist it because management would be so fucking pissed at him. Michael's belly growled loudly, "Fuck it." He mumbled and grabbed a pie, shoving spoonfuls into his mouth and gobbling it up, he put the empty tin down on the only empty spot, which was the floor. He scarfed down pie after and pie and felt his jeans getting tighter, his belly swelling up from the pies he was gulping down. Michael's belt creaked from the pressure that his gut was causing, the leather belt couldn't handle it anymore and it snapped apart, he put down what seemed like the hundredth empty pie tin and looked down at his belly, seeing how swollen it was and then he huffed, making his button pop off and his belly was bulging out infront of him. He shrugged and ate more, stuffing more and more pie into his mouth, it all going in his gut and on his face. Michael had to sit down as there was getting to be too much weight on his front to stand, he put another empty pie tin on the floor beside him and he let out a loud burp, then continuing his eating and his belly swelling with each bite he ate. He swallowed the last bit of pie and groaned, looking down at his lap and seeing his yoga ball sized belly bulging out. He heard the door open and he froze, trying to stand but only falling back down on his bum because there was too much weight from his gut to stand. Ashton walked into the kitchen and giggled at the sight of his overfed boyfriend, his shirt riding up above his belly button and his hands rubbing slow circles on it, cherry pie filling all over his face. "You alright babe?" Ashton asked and helped Michael stand, Michael having to lean on the counter to stay standing. "Yeah, I just, ugh, ate too much." He groaned and tried walking, surprisingly able to but waddled slightly, he tried to walk through his bedroom door, but he got stuck and he whined. "Ashton!" He called and then felt someone push him, making him get free surprisingly easy and he felt on his belly, making him groan out in pain. Ashton helped him stand and laid him down on his bed, sitting against the headboard and Michael rested his head on his lap, Ashton rubbing Michael's bulging belly softly until they both fell asleep.

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