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Fairground Fattening Pt10
🕑 Added 2022-11-01 02:05:57 +0000 UTC“We’re ten minutes in folks, and Tammy has taken the lead with 6 pies eaten! To her left, Roger has eaten 3, and on her right, Alan has eaten 2 and George has gone through 5. It’s anybody’s game!”
The MC for the pie eating contest was rattling off stats, but Tamara didn’t care. She heard them call her “Tammy”, which, while a little annoying, wasn’t as bothersome as it should have been. After all, her friends in high school called had called her that, why couldn’t the people here? Her mind was too fixated on the food in front of her and how she needed to win the thousand bucks for her car. That, however, was starting more and more to take a back seat to the hunger that had re-appeared in her gut, and one that seemed to only be getting larger, even as she feasted.
The tigress stuffed one pie tin near her face and slurped up all the chocolate, crème and pie crust in almost an instant, and then tossed the empty tin in a stack on the side before grabbing the next one. As she continued to feast, this task grew a bit more complicated as her gut and breasts surged forward, but she ignored it for now. She was hungry and nothing was going to stop her from getting her next pie.
The people watching the event were stunned by how much she could eat without getting the least bit winded. They were in awe as she went through eat pie without so much as breaking a sweat (though she did break wind), sometimes letting out a belch before grabbing the next one and repeating the process once more.
By the time it had gotten to the twenty minute mark, Tamara, or Tammy, had more than doubled her output and was sitting at 13 pies consumed. She tossed the pie tin on the growing stack around her and reached for yet another, pausing only momentarily to let out another burp before she went back to stuffing her face.
If anyone thought this eating display was supernatural, no one said anything. Nor did anyone say anything as it became apparent that the woman was still gaining weight. Her face continued to fatten up and her third chin started forming a fourth, though that was hard to tell with all the eating and chewing she was doing. Her neckline was completely swallowed up by both her rotund face, swollen shoulders and over-inflated bosom. Her arms quaked as she brought the tins to her mouth, bits of food spewing everywhere as she slurped and chewed her way through more and more pies, stains getting all over her now slightly snug sundress.
Her belly heaved forward a bit further each time she leaned in to deposit another pie tin, as it filled with the food she had consumed and then turned it almost immediately into more fat. Her belly dangled close to the bottom hem as it sagged further and further down. Her thighs spread apart as best they could as they tried to support her bulky frame, but they were so far apart now that it didn’t look like they’d ever close again. There was just too much thigh, gut and pubic area adipose for that to occur.
From behind, the two stools Tamara had placed her elephantine rear upon were holding steady, but that was starting to come in to question as well. Her cheeks flopped over the edges on all sides and in the center, both cheeks drooped enough to touch the legs of each stool. She was ignoring that, but the pressure she was feeling from her too tight panties was something she hoped would fade once she got further into the eating zone. Her ass had forced the once oversized underwear to be stretched wide and thin across her 86-inch hips, more and more cellulite forming as she quickly digested each dessert. Even her tail had fattened up, though nowhere near to the degree as any other part of her corpulent body. All in all, the now well over 600-pound woman was proudly fat, there being no denying it whatsoever.
As she leaned in once more, she felt her belly just graze the tablecloth from the table, and then heard the stools seemingly come up from the ground just a bit with her. This should have worried her but right now she only had one thing on her mind: eating. And, winning the money but eating was definitely her main priority.
