GRRRRRR

That vibrating noise shook Blake’s abdominal prison around somewhat. It sounded like Nora was getting hungry for a proper meal - weren’t those gummy men filling enough?! Apparently not, since the bully’s pudgy stomach continued to rumble, demanding real sustenance.

“Geez, I guess I’d better go get some dinner!” Nora muttered to herself, starting the walk out from her dorm room. “But what should I eat…pizza? Ramen? Nah, I think I’ll have some enchiladas!” Her choice made, she began trotting towards the campus’s restaurants.

Blake shuddered, struggling to imagine how gassy his captress might become after gorging herself with Mexican food. Well, at least the mage wasn’t part of her chubby rear…he didn’t want to think about how fast he’d faint when Nora felt the urge to cut the cheese!

Then again, being stuck as a helpless bit of body fat wasn’t on Blake’s college to-do list in the first place. He needed to escape as soon as possible!

Ignoring the tiny squirms of her captive, Nora entered the local Mexican eatery and placed her order - three enchiladas, a beef burrito, and a large soda. She wanted to tighten Blake’s cell and make him suffer even more, if such a thing was even possible at this point. After making her payment, the bully carried her tray to a vacant booth, took a seat, and proceeded to chow down.

A little while into Nora’s rather large meal, Blake felt a slowly-growing amount of pressure behind him. With every mouthful swallowed down to fill up his hostess’s belly, the mage’s prison became ever-so-slightly tighter! It was getting very difficult to move a nanometer in here. The sloshing of sipped soda only magnified Blake’s agony.

In a matter of minutes, however, Nora finished her food, tossed out the trash on her tray, and made her way…