story i’m writing

PART 2

More food was presented and forced down Jacob’s throat. A wheel of cheese, a gallon of milk, another loaf of bread, followed by some fruits. None of it chewed. Jacob felt horrible, his insides were working so hard to process the massive pile of food stretching his guts out. all resulting in nonstop gurgles and groans.

Jacob’s mouth was so full, his cheeks stretched out so far, he couldn’t even close his jaw. the guard took his open hand and pressed against the massive ball of food, hoping to squish it down his throat with no mercy, as they’d been doing most of the day. but no matter how hard he pushed, the food stayed in his mouth. Jacob was tearing up, the pain in his jaw reaching the level his stomach had been in for hours.

“Captain, there’s no more room. the food won’t move down.” the guard gestured towards the boy’s overly packed belly.

The other guard knelt down and felt the packed stomach with his finger tips. The sheer roundness and tautness alone made the guard nauseous. Every centimeter of space had been taken up by food and liquid, they hadn’t allowed him to relieve himself either, so it all just sat in his belly. the guard stroked the bloated flanks, brushed the back of his fingers in Jacob’s golden happy trail. pressing a finger to the outie belly button once again, looking red as it had been tortured with the pressure behind it and the guards constant pressing and pulling.

“He’s stuffed,” the guard stood, looking Jacob in the face. Jacob pleaded with his eyes, his organs burned along with his throat. he just needed relief. “But there’s still food, boy. now eat!!”

The guard suddenly showed no mercy and pressed against the mass of food still taking up the room in jacob’s mouth. Jacob screamed around the food. there was no more space inside him, he would surely burst open.

The guard pushed and pushed, when suddenly the entire pile of food squished itself through his esophagus all at once. the other guard still kneeling next to the man’s abused belly watched as the mass entered the organ in one painful lurch. Jacob let out a long gutteral groan, his veins popping in his neck. the guards looked slightly lower and saw why.

Jacob’s belly button has been pushed out even further. it protruded straight out like an uncracked walnut. the food was now being forced into his intestines, chewed or not. this was causing major digestive pain as his entire internal plumbing was clogged and backed up. his lungs had absolutely no room, nor did his diaphragm. he was purely packed.

Jacob was sure he would burst. the rumbling and groaning from his stomach only intensified. he could feel his stomach pulsating, quivering, about to burst open. the organ had run out of stretch, it was overly stuffed.

Jacob sat gasping for air, his eyes shut his teeth clenched. the guard grew impatient. He gripped the boy’s upper stomach and pressed down hard, making jacob’s eyes pop open and a loud scream to escape his throat. the guard pushed again and again, he could feel the bursting organ under his fingertips. he focused the center of his palm right over the popped out belly button and pressed again, harder.

“why won’t your belly BURST??” the guard yelled at the boy, still slamming down on his abused insides.

Jacob howled in pain, his stomach so horrifically packed with food, now being squashed and abused by the guards. Suddenly his eyes shot open, jacob looked down slowly at his belly in fear.

“wait…something’s happening…” jacob groaned.

The guards took their hands off of the stuffed orb and stepped back, watching, practically drooling.

Jacob’s belly groaning louder than it had been all day. low rumbles accompanied by wet bubbling.

“it hurts…it feels like it’s about to tear…”

The guards smiled, wide eyed. “finally.”

Jacob’s groans started to get louder and more deep as his belly echoed the same sounds. the tortured outie belly button looked so fat, so puffed up. so much food pressed against it from the inside. the noises continued…louder

finally, the boy howled again as his stomach visually began pulsating. the veins growing more and more evident as the stomach tried and tried to manage the amount they’d forced into it.

“my stomach…oh my poor stomach…” jacob moaned.

the organ groaned and throbbed, stretching out to the very last centimeters it was able, just to try to handle all of the food inside. it was losing the battle.

the guards got impatient again and grabbed the boys undulating belly. they laughed and shook the firm ball violently, jacob shrieked again, the very last thing his stomach needed was more abuse.

“STOP!! STOP!!” jacob yelled, pleading for mercy.

finally the guards stopped and stared at the gut again, this time the stuffed ball was visually angry. it pulsated and began bouncing and contracting in front of them.

That’s when Jacob suddenly rejected the food he just ate, the fruits smashing on the guard’s chest. The guard recoiled with disgust.

“Can’t… I’m… urg…” Jacob whispered.

He vomited again, this time all the content of his previously meal. The guard looked at the slimy puddle of half-digested food.

“Oh, lad, you don’t know what you’re in for, do you? No matter how full you are, you’ll have to eat. Eat ‘til you burst. Monks orders.”

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