James was dimly aware that this was entirely too much for any given person to be eating. It had already been enough for a few decent sized meals, and it still wasn't enough. She was basically acting on pure instinct now though, without even enough sense to avoid those potential sex-craze berries or the balls-tripping bacon mushrooms. After a few of those, reality sort of went away again.
Alan on the other hand maintained his sobriety through the whole feeding frenzy. Not by choice, of course. It was just that every time he tried to eat anything himself, James snatched it away with an inhuman growl. Laid back as he was, he was getting a bit scared at all this. His friend turned fuckbuddy here had been eating pretty much nonstop for the better part of an entire day. She had to have eaten like two or three times her body weight and still didn't seem to be stopping. She was starting to slow down though. Not like she was eating less, that wasn't stopping, but well... she was getting fat. Even Alan wasn't stupid enough to say it out loud, not that James seemed to be registering much just now, but like, that super flat stomach was all bloated up like a beach ball now. James didn't even seem able to stand up, just crawling around like an animal, dragging that gut along. Honestly it was pretty damn hot, especially from behind, but tempting as more sex was, Alan hadn't eaten all day. He felt a little guilty, but once James his a point of being barely mobile, he just dashed away to grab some grub before she could catch up.
It took a bit to find something, since they'd kinda been running all over grabbing anything not nailed down, but Alan eventually got something in his own belly, and feeling real guilty, doubled back. James still hadn't come down off the mushrooms... and probably wouldn't for a while. Once she'd hit a point where her gut was so distended she could barely move, it seemed like she'd just kinda started digging a hole around her with her bare hands. Anyone's guess if this was some sort of instinct or just a bad trip. She wasn't lucid enough to ask. Well, figured Alan, when in Rome...