Milked Stud

My roommate had a bad habit of stealing my food from the fridge. I get that he was a powerlifter and needed to eat, but it was annoying when my 3/4 leftover pizza disappeared overnight.

I'd finally had enough, opting to show him what a real pig he was. I picked up 6 gallons of whole milk, making sure he saw me when I got home.

"Damn, why'd you pick up so much milk?"

I finished putting them in the fridge and looked at him. "Gonna be doing a huge batch of homemade ice cream for a friend. Just don't drink it all" I said, winking.

He laughed. "There's no way" He said, leaving the room, completely unaware I had spiked them all with an appetite stimulant.

I made a point to pretend to have a glass out of one out before bed, right when he'd usually check the fridge for a late-night snack. I watched as he entered, eyeing my cup.

"Thought you were going to need that?" He said.

"Eh I don't need it all, it's one glass" I said before heading back to my room.

I pulled up the house cameras, one pointed at all our doors including the one right next to the fridge, setting up a motion alarm. I got a buzz after a minute, opening my phone to watch as he pulled out one of the jugs and got a glass. I smiled, heading off to sleep.

I woke to my phone blown up with notifications, pulling up the captures in order. I scrolled through them, watching as he went back and forth into the fridge, starting at 30 minute intervals, then 10, then 2. Each one showed his belly distended even more, hanging over his briefs tight until he started drinking right in front of the fridge.

I watched as he expanded, the weight clearly taking an effect on his stride as he began forging the glass and guzzling the jugs directly. I finally got out of bed as I continued to watch the videos on the screen. I headed into the kitchen for some water when I jumped finding him on the ground, laying in front of the open fridge.

He held his stomach in his hands, unable to wrap his arms around the bulge as it sat in front of him. His belly had spilled over his briefs onto the floor that was littered with empty cartons, a giant blob attached to his front. His beard was covered in dried milk that had dripped down onto his chest, his eyes wide open looking up at me in panic knowing he'd been caught.