Cody wanted to at least think there was some normalcy in just eating the candy. Probably not the healthiest of choices, but they were broke and there weren’t a lot of options. What was troubling to him all the while he found himself mixing various candies together to satisfy a hidden urge, the aroma of the gum filled his nose as it did when David first opened the pack at the store. It was compelling, even as it sat in a cup of water that he placed it in just to save it over. Why didn’t he throw it away? Even now was he finished the candy, why did he drink the water down and place the gum back into his mouth?
David was the first to find himself in a whole new ordeal. The clothing he could barely fit tore loose as his belly grew further, jutting forth with a rapid spurt as his belly button was now proudly poking out. Cody panicked, practically jumping from the couch as he witnessed David swelling further and further, but mentally, he was trying to think of the cause and effect.
It all came back to the gum. They didn’t have issues before they chewed on it and after they put it back in, their problems worsened before. Cody wanted to spit it out. He tried to, even. There was just a mental block that kept him from doing just that and compelling him to blow another bubble. Much like David, his condition worsened as his shirt rode over further and began to rip while his once loose underwear worse themselves as briefs. Because he was standing, he was struggling to keep himself balanced, his arms gripping the wall for support.
“The gum,” he stammered. “It’s the gum. We’ve gotta get it our mouths.”
But how, when he was nearing no good of a condition to move and David was certainly in a tough spot on the couch alone.
(Slightly lengthy post. Sorry about that XD)
David was the first to find himself in a whole new ordeal. The clothing he could barely fit tore loose as his belly grew further, jutting forth with a rapid spurt as his belly button was now proudly poking out. Cody panicked, practically jumping from the couch as he witnessed David swelling further and further, but mentally, he was trying to think of the cause and effect.
It all came back to the gum. They didn’t have issues before they chewed on it and after they put it back in, their problems worsened before. Cody wanted to spit it out. He tried to, even. There was just a mental block that kept him from doing just that and compelling him to blow another bubble. Much like David, his condition worsened as his shirt rode over further and began to rip while his once loose underwear worse themselves as briefs. Because he was standing, he was struggling to keep himself balanced, his arms gripping the wall for support.
“The gum,” he stammered. “It’s the gum. We’ve gotta get it our mouths.”
But how, when he was nearing no good of a condition to move and David was certainly in a tough spot on the couch alone.
(Slightly lengthy post. Sorry about that XD)