




i had finished my curry and rice and was already feeling full. despite this, new i could eat more. the waiter brough me my cheque, but i insisted that i wanted more. he brought my menu back and i ordered two bowls of pho: one large and one medium sized. he seemed visibly confused but nonetheless brought me two more. (he probably thought i was going to waste it) i began eating, my stomach already pretty bloated and full from the curry and rice that was continuing to expand in my stomach. despite my body telling me to stop, i kept shoveling noodles into my mouth and chugging broth. my shirt visibly pushing further and further up my abdomen as it became rounder and rounder. the top of my stomach began touching the bottom of the table. i was SO full... i could barely push anymore food down my throat. i started to feel sick and my stomach was pushed far past its limits. all i could do now was lean back and hold my hopelessly engorged stomach, taking breaks before finishing small bites. i cannot believe i finished it all. (more to come :P)