I think that's the most I've ever eaten in public in one sitting, and it took me almost an hour before I could stand up and leave. I couldn't tug my t-shirt down enough to cover myself and had to walk out with my belly on display. I was trying not to moan while walking downstairs; I was so stuffed. Each step I took sent a powerful wave through me as if my overstuffed insides were ready to burst at any moment.
It was truly a moment of profound embarrassment whenever people climbed the stairs, their gazes locked onto my rounded, bloated gut. I could feel their eyes darting toward me, scrutinizing every inch of my form, and it made my cheeks flush with shame. I couldn't shake the feeling that everyone was silently judging me for my size, their stares adding to the weight of my own self-consciousness. To combat the awkwardness, I instinctively supported the gut from below, attempting to keep it steady and minimize any swaying that might draw even more attention.
Just ate my breakfast stuffing and weight gain shake. Already feeling swollen full from the past few days of stuffing continuously without much rest time. But I’m looking forward to seeing if I can take down all my meals and shakes today. This picture is a bit old, but I should have new ones up tonight. I can’t stop getting fatter 🕷️❤️🔥