Amy didn't want to think about how much money she had just blown at the burger joint. She slowly hobbled along the street, still quite a distance from home, rubbing her bulging stomach and wishing she had exerted more self-control. At least her cravings were gone, but she was way too full. Her center of balance was askew. Her pants were constricting her waist. Her shirt was even starting to ride up, causing her belly button to poke out.
She decided to take a break and regain her energy. She stumbled into an alley and sat down against the wall. Her stomach gurgled as it digested the dozen burgers she had eaten. They were massive burgers, the kind gourmet restaurants would have on the menu. She had enjoyed every bite.
"What's getting into me?" she asked, huffing and puffing from a walk that she knew she shouldn't have found grueling. "Why do I keep wanting meat and milk? And why the hell can't I control myself?" She continued to catch her breath and think about everything she had done in the past day. Then she realized one thing that she hadn't done.
"I've had so much the last 24 hours...but why haven't I once needed to go to the bathroom?!" The question scared her. Its presence confirmed that something was terribly, unnaturally wrong with her.
Then she felt her stomach rumble even more. She felt her intestines churning. But despite all the digestion, she didn't feel the slightest urge. Instead she just felt...full. And tight. Her clothes were getting tighter!
It started with her waist. As her stomach became less round, the fat around her waistline began to build. Soon a small fold of it was starting to bulge out over her tight pants. She could feel her hips widening as well, and her pants became incredibly restrictive. Meanwhile, her arms bulked up a bit. She took notice of this when her tee shirt sleeves began to slowly tear. But her arms weren't just adding fat, they also seemed a little stronger.
Then her bra surged. The straps dug into her skin in the back and she screamed in pain. She tried to get her hands under her shirt to undo the bra, but her shirt was too tight around her midsection.
"What the hell is happening?" she moaned. But she knew exactly what was happening. All of the food she had stored up the past day was now being distributed across her body. And she had eaten a lot of food...