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Kimmy's Eating Contest - Part 2
🕑 Added 2018-11-21 11:50:46 +0000 UTC Custom creations continue with the support of Connor. This is the second part in the series leading up to an eating contest for our star Kimmy. Enjoy this episode, and see you next month for another.Custom Creation November - The Eating Contest (Part 2)
“And the prize is $2000?” Veronica questioned as Kimmy explained to her everything she knew about the contest. The two friends were at the local supermarket picking up supplies to start Kimmy’s practicing. Veronica’s much slimmer hips swayed alongside her friends as they paced down a few aisles.
“Yup! I’m gonna crush this thing.” Kimmy said with a smile. “But I gotta practice, so we start today. I was thinking Mac and Cheese would be a good way to start, what do you think Vee?”
“Cheap and plentiful, I like it.” Veronica said in agreement. “Man I wish I had a gut like yours, $2000 would be pretty nice right about now. But there is no way I could compete.” Veronica stroked her flat stomach under her thin shirt. “But aren’t you like worried at all about eating all these empty calories?” Veronica questioned.
“No way. I’m no bean pole like you, but I’ve never really like gained weight from all the times I take advantage of my bottomless stomach. This is going to be a cake walk, and yes pun intended.” Kimmy said confidently as she stared at the boxes of Mac and Cheese. “So like one box is a normal serving, so should I get 2? 3?” Kimmy asked.
“I say go four, you’re the bottomless Kimmy after all.” Coach Veronica was going to make sure her charge pushed herself, I mean what else was she going to do around here.
Kimmy agreed with her friends assessment, and grabbed four boxes and paid the four dollars at the register. Now all that was left to do was to boil some water and get to cooking. Back at Kimmy’s house they threw a big pot of water on the stove and sat on their smartphones while they waited for it to boil. As Kimmy scrolled through Instagram and then checked her snaps, she had to keep tugging her at her tank top as it was riding up everytime she moved. Each time she readjusted she could feel the soft warm layer of flesh that resided below. She pushed the idea of her extra pounds out of her head, not wanting to deal with the fact that she had gotten a bit softer since she left high school.
The water had just come to a boil and Kimmy proceeded to dump all four boxes into the pot. As she was reaching for a wooden spoon to stir with, she heard the door opening behind her. “Kimmy, I’m home.” A motherly voice called from the den attached to the kitchen.
‘Gees, is it 5 o'clock already?’ Kimmy thought, knowing that's about the time her mom got home from work each day. Daylight fades fast when you wake up at noon and linger on your phone for hours, Kimmy was subconsciously learning.
“Oh, hi Victoria.” Kimmy’s startled mother said as she came walking through the kitchen, surprised to find her daughter in here, especially with a guest. “What are you girls up to?” She asked.
“Kimmy is going to enter an eating contest at the local fair, and this is her first practice round.” Victoria happily informed her. Kimmy turned and smiled at her mother, a small sliver of belly flesh visible from her tank that had ridden up once again. Kimmy’s mother did not have an approving look on her face.
“An eating contest?” Her mother repeated. “Now where did you get an idea like that?” Kimmy explained that she saw it online, and how legit it was, even with a cash prize. “I’m not so sure about this dear, you’re not like a professional. People drive in for miles and miles to compete in things like these.” Her mother tried to rationalize with her.
“Well yeah, but that’s why we are practicing.” Kimmy said with a look as to say ‘Duh!’ as she placed her hands on her hips, wooden spoon flaring off to the side.
“Well if you get a tummy ache, I don’t want to hear any complaining.” The matriarch said as she departed the room.
“I’m not a baby mom! It’s called a stomach ache. And you won’t hear any complaining from me when I win that $2000!” Kimmy hollard after her mother, as she was far down the hall at this point. Kimmy just turned around giving Victoria a look like her mom was crazy “What does she even know.” She muttered, not looking for a response.
After letting the noodles boil for several minutes, with some light stirring, they were ready to be drained and finished with some tasty cheese, butter, and milk. The whole meal was transferred into a large serving bowl, from there Kimmy was ready to start. The bowl sat between Kimmy and Victoria at the kitchen table, but in front of Kimmy of course.
“Ready?” Victoria asked.
“Hell yeah!” Kimmy replied, as she dug her large tablespoon into the yellow sea of pasta. Bite after bite, Kimmy ate voraciously, seeking victory with her spoon. Devouring the large bowl of pasta, Kimmy in her head pictured this is what competing would feel like. She had a rush of energy and excitement. She knew this was just practice, but in her head she couldn’t shake the thought that she really liked this.
A quarter of the way through, and Kimmy started to slow her pace. She had come out of the gate like lightning, and was finding it hard to keep up the pace. She could feel the mac and cheese piling up in her stomach, and even felt queasy a few times. She knew she needed to push through it though, this is why she was training!
“Come on girl! You are going to have to go faster than that!” Victoria cheered, standing up from across the table. She noticed Kimmy slowing down as she reached the halfway mark, and it was her coachly duty to urge her contestant on. Kimmy tried to pick up the pace, but it wasn’t easy. “You think these guys are going to go easy on you? They are going to go full pelt the whole time. Now eat up girly!” She continued.
Kimmy had passed the halfway mark, and the bowl was looking significantly smaller. But still Kimmy was starting to feel full, or maybe more just satisfied. She could feel her stomach start to grow as it accepted all the cheesy noodles. It caused her tank to ride up further than ever. Even if she took a break to pull it down, it would not have been able to hide the growing stomach she was sporting.
Continue was all she could do. She tried to eat as fast as she could, but once she started to get full, it was all she could do just to continue on. Spoonful by spoonful the bowl emptied, until there was only a yellow stain around the ceramic surface inside the white bowl. Gently leaning back was all her body allowed her to do in an attempt to decompress her stomach. The now semi firm belly sat in front of her, sticking out further than ever before, holding four full boxes of mac and cheese. Her engorged belly even pushed the band of her sweatpants down in it’s fight for freedom.
“Well done sport.” Victoria said with a smile.
“Thanks Vee.” Kimmy replied between belabored breaths.
“Great first day, but I should really be off. Let me know when you want to train again.” The last thing on Kimmy’s mind was training again, but she knew Vee was right, and she would have to practice again soon if she was going to stay competitive. Without anymore words from Kimmy, Victoria showed herself out.
After a few minutes of rest and digestion, Kimmy felt like she had enough strength to make her way to the couch. Cradling her belly with both arms, she did a sad waddle over to the living room where she was able to plunk down and pull out her phone.
The sun was starting to show signs of setting, and Kimmy had been on the couch for only a few minutes when she heard her mother call out, “Kimmy, make sure you are ready for dinner when your father gets home.” Kimmy just groaned as all she could think about was how full she was.
