A bit later, Harry found himself back into the dining room, still wearing the same clothes from the previous day and yet, it didn’t seem to disturb him much, as it did before. What mattered most to him, currently, was the fact that once more, despite his full-sized belly, he was actually feeling hungry.
Licking his lips, as he quickly leaned forward from his seat, he turned toward Cameron that, as usual, was standing beside him.
“So…Cameron…what’s for dinner?”
“Harry, tonight we have quite a special treat for you… to start off, the Chefs have prepared for you Italian lasagna, with a dense beef and tomato sauce.”
As Cameron said that, another butler quickly brought forward quite a large plate with three squares of the heavy Italian pasta, which the singer began immediately, as soon as the plate was under his nose, to take larger and larger bites from it. Cameron stared in fascination as the singer seemed to have forgotten everything, but the food left in front of him. He was so focused on his eating that he didn’t raise any sound as the waiter quickly swapped the empty platter with a second one filled with the same portions.
As Styles munched through the pasta, he couldn’t refrain himself from moaning in pleasure. Blindly he kept going, quickly emptying also the second plate, and only then he leaned back for a breather, although it was short lived as the next course already was coming his way. Almost as if it was background noise, he barely heard the voice of Cameron as he told him what was coming next.
“Now, a plate of linguini with an egg-based sauce, with the addition of bacon to enhance the taste.”
Styles stared, drooling, as a large salad bowl was quickly left in front of him, filled to the brim with with this white sauce and, quite large, pieces of bacon. Without waiting long, he quickly began scooping up large forkful of the pasta, stuffing his mouth as much as he could. Feeling himself blissfully pleased, he fell quickly back into his trance, gobbling down the pasta as if there was no tomorrow.
As he ate, he never seemed to realize how fuller his middle began to look, nor how uncomfortable he began to feel. All Harry could see was the food in front of him and the need to have it within himself. Plateful after plateful, Cameron managed to have more than six plates full of food crammed into styles, before the guy began to show some signs of weakening. It was at that point, that Cameron brought forth a new cup of herbal tea toward the singer.
“Here you go, Harry. Your tea…”
“Th-Thanks…*urp*…Cameron…feel so full…though…”
“It’s all in your mind. Remember why we’re doing it…”
Styles, as he began to feel sweaty and tired, feeling as full as he felt, still managed to lift the cup to his lips, as he drank greedily from it. Despite his tiredness, a few minutes later, he began to feel his full stomach as it began to rumble hungrily.
Without as much passion as before, for he still was feeling full, he chuckled a bit.
“I guess… you guys were right…I’m still hungry…”
Slowly, he leaned forward as a new platter was quickly brought forward to him, this time being a tasty looking triple decker burger, with large slice of bacon and cheddar cheese. Mumbling a bit to himself, he quickly began to have his way to the large burger, slowly picking up the pace as his hunger pushed him forward. Despite the sweat falling off from his front, despite the sauce and the grease coating his lips, Styles kept munching through his meal, as he began to feel a different sensation coming from his stomach.
Despite his earlier fullness, he was starting to feel a pleasant sensation coming from his middle. It was a miz of pleasure and pain, and yet, it motivated him to keep going, to keep eating. As he slowly managed to gulp down the last of his burger, he looked like a wreck.
Sweaty, tired and with his mouth coated with grease, he didn’t seem to be able to continue. And yet, as he turned toward Cameron, he surprised the butler as he mumbled through his burps to him.
“C-Cam…*U-urp*…bring me…*burp*…some… more.
*Oaurp*…I’m not…done…yet…”
“As you wish, Harry. Here you go…and have a little bit of tea, just to wet your tongue…”
Nodding slowly, Harry drank the second cup of tea, barely aware of it, before he moved back to his, seemingly, never-ending meal. A few moments later, just as he felt his hunger on the rise, once more, he moved his tired stare toward the next plate that was being brought to him. With a hungry stare, he almost grabbed the plate from the hands of the waiter, as he began to tear through the next massive burger, seemingly equal to the previous one, although in truth, it was a few inches wider.
Yet, he didn’t care about that, as he quickly grabbed it within both of his hands, and began to munch on it, with a slow and steady work. Gulping it down bite after bite, feeling those morsel travel down into his overstuffed gullet. As he ate, he then began to feel again that pleasant sensation atop of his massive stomach, quickly looking down he saw Cameron’s hands massaging slowly his middle and for that he mumbled to him a quick thanks, although he never stopped his feasting.
For the following two hours, Harry styles kept going eating everything that was brought to him, until he closed his meal with an entire blueberry pie, after having had several other full pies pushed on him. Feeling himself full to bursting, he quickly exhaled burp after burp, as he tried his best to relieve his middle from all the pressure he felt. Still, as he moved his stare to Cameron, he could see how the guy was proud of him.
“Have I…eaten…enough?”
“Yes, you have, Harry. I know how hard it is… but you’ve done it…”
“Hm…could…kinda…get used…to this…”
Quickly, as he felt his strength fading, he rapidly fell asleep right as he was, sitting at the table, his middle so stuffed that had torn clean through the sweatshirt he had been wearing, as his pants had been so extended that had started to cut into his softening middle.
The following morning, Harry woke up feeling much better, although he felt himself being weighted down by something, although he couldn’t understand by what. Still, as he groggily came back to himself, he realized he was still in the dining room. As he began to wonder what he was doing there, he was quickly surprised by the presence of both Felipe and Cameron, along with a plethora of maids and butlers.
“What…what’s going on?”
Cameron, sitting down beside the growing singer, smiled at him as he reminded him what that day was.
“You forgot already, Harry? Today is the closure of your first month here and, since you’ve done amazing progress considering the schedule, we will be feasting all day long! Come on guys! Let’s party!”
Harry, slapped himself mentally for having forgotten about that. Yet, as all raised their cups to cheer him, he swiftly downed his own, without even being aware of what he was drinking, although the taste seemed familiar. Still, a few minutes later, his chubby belly began to rumble noisily, as he felt his now familiar hunger returning.
Before he could say anything though, entire trays of cookies and pancakes were brought to him, as a cheery Cameron urged him to enjoy the celebration.
“It’s your party, after all… you might as well enjoy for one day…”
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