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Alice the Fat Cheerleader Part 10
🕑 Added 2020-12-16 16:00:00 +0000 UTCAlice couldn’t help disprove Mrs. Deyn, and started to double fist sweets once more, guzzling large gulps of cream as soon as Mrs. Deyn returned her glass. Alice’s tank top at this point had ridden all the way up to the underside of her boobs, putting her massive belly on full display. The ladies did not hesitate to give poor Alice plenty of belly rubs, praising her size and appetite.
“Alice, your belly is so magnificent. It reminds me of a larger version of the belly I used to have.” Mrs. Deyn commented.
“Your appetite is out of this world Alice. I wish I used to be able to eat as much as you can.” Rebecca gushed.
“It’s so cute, you’re like a little stuffed pig, except you’re not so little!” Diane snickered, lightly slapping Alice’s large belly.
Alice knew everything they said was true. She was immensely fat, and out of control. She wanted to stop, but she couldn’t. She loved to eat, and her hunger pushed her to eat all the time. She had grown unable to to say no to food, something these ladies were taking full advantage of. Feeling helpless, she did the only thing she could, and that was eat.
She polished off the rest of the tray of sweets, chugging the last of the heavy cream at the end for good measure. Ready to take on what was next she looked for her next dessert. “This is so sad, but this is the last dessert.” Diane mopped, as she held a glistening pumpkin pie. “Well I actually have two more pies, but after that dessert is over.” She said with a frown. Diane cut a large slice for Alice, about a quarter of the pie. Serving it on a smaller plate, she topped the thick orange treat with a creamy dollop of cream. Alice dug right in, eager for this night to be over, but also eager to taste that pie. The slice quickly vanished and was replaced with another equal in size. “How about we try a slice of blueberry next?” Diane recommended, mixing it up as she prepared the next slice. Alice ate each one with equal ferocity, enjoying the sugary filling and buttery and flaky crust.
Having squeezed the last of her cream on the last slice of blueberry pie, Alice only had one last pie standing between her and freedom. “Alice I saved you the best for last, chocolate cream.” Diane didn’t even bother slicing it up for her, eager Alice just grabbed the whole pie tin and started digging in. The buttery graham cracker crust was a nice change of pace, and went amazingly with the creamy chocolate filling. The top was already loaded with a layer of whipped cream, which provided the nice airy contract to the rich and thick filling. Alice scooped each bite up so fast, sloppily getting globs of chocolate and white cream on her cheeks and nose. The pie pan emptied quickly, and soon Alice found herself dumping the last of the graham cracker crumbs directly into her mouth from the tin.
Finally she was done. Alice felt her entire body relax as a wave of calm washed over her. The porker was so completely stuffed, even though she seemed to effortlessly finish each last dessert. Alice had eaten herself to fullness so many times, she was pretty adept at packing it away. The big blubbery teen looked like a beached whale, washed up on the dining room table, unable to move due to her extremely full state. She might have been stuck in place, but she was done eating, and that made her happy.
“Mrs. Deyn, can I finally go home now?” Alice asked, feeling like she finally was going to get the answer she was looking for.
“Of course dear... just after we get you on the scale.” Mrs. Deyn hummed. Alice had forgotten that these feeders had recorded their highest weights after big feasts to find out home much food they had each eaten. And now with Alice being their surrogate eater, she needed to join the tradition. Before she could bat an eye though Rebecca and Diane were under each of her arms helping her up. Her soft arms sank into the now thin women, but with some great effort Alice was able to slowly rise to her feet. Mrs. Deyn helped free her belly from the table, allowing the massive gut to feel the full force of gravity once more.
The belly heavy Alice stood there, her gargantuan round tummy stretching feet in front of her. Her short chubby arms had no chance of its apex in it’s currently stuffed state. This only reminded Alice of what a pig she had made of herself. Tonight's meal only doomed her to get even fatter. She saw how big Jen and Laurie were getting and knew if she kept this up she would be their size soon. Alice’s belly not only stuck out far, but was wide like a beach ball, and hung down, obstructing her thick thighs.
