Boar's Feed
Added 2023-03-22 03:12:25 +0000 UTCJason had been dying to try the new BBQ restaurant that had opened nearby. He finally got around to it, ordering whatever the "Boar's Feed" plate was. He was shocked to see how loaded the plate was when it arrived, packed high with pulled pork, ribs, and chopped ham. He could feel the saliva draining out the back of his mouth before it even got to his table.
There had to have been at least two pounds of meat on that plate, but Jason was shocked as he progressed through it steadily. He couldn't stop himself from shoving more of the fuel into his body, hungrily devouring it even as the amount left on his plate started dwindling. He didn't know what had happened until his plate was clean, leaning back with a huge breath like he had just taken a marathon. His stomach was full, but his shirt was tighter than he'd thought it possible.
His thoughts turned to confusion as he felt the shirt wrapping his torso tighter, wrinkles forming as it began to rise up his midriff. Jason tried pulling the shirt back down to cover his stomach only to hear threads snap, the seams of his shirt suddenly loosening letting his stomach out falling on top of his thighs. He looked down in horror as it spilled out like jello, continuing to expand as the crease of his shirt became visible over the horizon of his belly.
He panicked, trying to cover his front with his hands only to feel fuzz running all along his naval. He looked down, finding dark curls of hair spreading wildly across his body. He felt his cheeks against his shoulders, a beard wrapping around his neck covering his fattened jowls. Sitting in his seat now may as well have been the mascot- a huge fat hairy mass of a man, an unquestionable resemblance to a boar about him.
