She soon realized the level of the food continued to rise. She figured that if there was no limit to the food she might end up drowning in the stuff. She also knew that she required sleep and couldn't eat at that time so she had to eat like she never ate before or burst from overeating trying. She'd rather die from eating than drown in food.
With that she dunked her muzzle into the troth and pulled out a full mouth of food and swallowed it quickly before diving back in. After several mouthfuls entered her gut she took a moment to breath and then dive back in. She saw her efforts were showing little improvement and tried to hasten her past more and more until she was dunking her entire head into the troth and chugging it down. All the while her stomach stretched to hold the food and even when she felt full she kept eating. She was also tiring from the food, but she kept telling herself not to stop till as long as she was awake. Finally, after several more dunks in the troth she was was too woozy to even see straight. She took a few steps back and fell asleep.