>>5464It took me a few moments to get standing on my feet again. It wasn’t just from being toppled over though. I was still stunned by the whole situation. True, in hindsight, I should’ve expected my gingerbread house to attract hungry kids. However, I never could’ve expected those hungry kids to be THIS fat!
I sighed heavily as I walked back into my house with no need to open the front door. It had been left wide open, and even contained a few bite marks, thanks to my chunky, little, “guests”. I sighed once more and walked into the living room to find the 2 siblings munching on everything I owned!
There were bite marks on my marshmallow couch. My hard-candy coffee table was nearly half gone and the 2, young, plumpers were currently working their way through my chocolate TV stand!
What? I don’t JUST work with gingerbread, you know
“Hey! Stop that!!!” Was the best I could muster at such a sight
Both fat kids looked back at me and I couldn’t help but blush a bit. True, even to bratty kids, I was usually nicer. However, I was still in shock at what they had done. As bad as they were, I wasn’t going to angrily yell at 2, poor, lost, children. So, catching myself, I quickly continued in a much more reasonable tone
“I have lots of snacks in the kitchen. Just take a seat at the table and…” Once again, I was cut off by the trampling of little, fat, feet
Fortunately, thanks to the, now half-eaten, arm of my couch, I was able to remain standing this time, albeit just barely. The vibrations from the pair were, again, like a mini-earthquake! I sighed once more, wondering just what I had gotten myself into, before I headed into the kitchen after them
For the first time since I had the displeasure of meeting these 2, chunky, kids, they actually looked like they were being well behaved. Both were sitting quietly on their chocolate-chip cookie chairs and were waiting expectantly to be fed. Truthfully, it was a miracle the chairs, as strong as they were, could support the obese children. Even now, I could hear the confection furniture, that I had worked so hard on, making creaking, and groaning, sounds under their weight
I held a slight look of concern at this before I went and began to lay out all the treats I had promised them. By the end, the table itself was beginning to grown. There were chocolates, gummies, brownies, twinkies, and yes, even gingerbread men. I felt a little guilty giving them so much food. After all, these little fatties REALLY didn’t need it. However, I had given them my word and I intended to honor it. Besides, I was truthfully trying to fill them up and send them on their way just as fast as I could manage
“Okay. I know that’s a lot of food, but just eat what you want and…YIPE!!!” I shouted before jumping out of the way
I had no choice. Their chunky arms shot out so fast that I was afraid that, if I hadn’t moved when I did, they would’ve gobbled ME down with the confections! It was 1 thing to hear these 2 eat from afar, or see the aftermath of their gorging, but it was quite another to witness it firsthand
Both, obese, sibling’s arms were a blur as they tore through all my hard work like they hadn’t seen food before in their lives. What’s worse was that they weren’t slowing down, even after wiping out half the table’s contents. That was enough to feed a whole class of kids their age, twice over!
It was then something even more shocking happened. Something I hadn’t expected and couldn’t have predicted. Hansel stopped eating
I was thrilled at the sight of this. Finally, the obese, little, boy was getting full...oh, how I thought that. My joy from his paused gluttony wasn’t lost until he spoke up
“Hey sis. I betcha I can eat more than you~” He said, smugly proud and teasingly to his sibling
Gretel finally paused her own eating, having been halfway through a chocolate cake, her face still partially covered in its icing
“No way! I’M the biggest eater. I’m gonna eat more than you~” She retorted, just as proud of her gluttony as her brother was
“Yeah right! Look at me….” He replied, leaning back so his, massive, fat, gut was on full display
The dome looked like a tight drum, but was just as flabby as 1 would expect from such an obese child. It had pushed out from his shirt, which now only covered half his gut
“I’m the biggest. I’m gonna eat WAY more than you!”
“Kids, please…” I tried to interrupt, before I, in turn, was interrupted
“What!?! Look at me…” Gretel replied before, she too, leaned back to show off her own belly
Like her brother, her shirt had rode up her stomach and only covered about half of it. Her tummy looked just as big and doughy, despite all she had just eaten, as it spilled into her lap
“I’m the BIGGEST and FATTEST and I’m gonna to eat WAY more than you ever could!”
“Children, let’s not…”
“You’re on!” Hansel replied and both began their gorging again, now all the more vigorously
I gasped in horror at the sight that greeted me next. I-I-I can’t even put it into words. As fast as these 2, chunky, siblings had been eating before, it was nothing compared to how quickly they were putting away the food now! I don’t know how. Even with all my scientific knowledge I can’t explain it. Their noisy binge, which was only interrupted by 1 of them letting out the odd burp, had completely wiped out the other half of the table’s contents in the span of 2 minutes!
The chunky siblings leaned back with big, slightly still determined, smiles on their faces. Said faces were covered with a few stains from the tasty treats they had gobbled up. Neither of them seemed to mind this, though, and both quickly let out big, simultaneous, belches. Both of their stuffed, flabby, bellies were on display again and it was almost like these 2, fat, kids were showing them off
Hansel’s gut looked like it had grown quite a bit since they started their binge. His shirt had no hope of covering any of his belly and the tummy spilled out into his lap, covering almost half of his knees
Gretel’s looked no different. Her shirt was completely pushed up over her stomach too and her tummy filled her lap just as much as her brother’s had. Outside of her skin looking just a bit more milky-white, they were tied as far as I could tell
“So...” Hansel literally burped out
“Who ate the most?” He continued with his normal voice
“I-I-I…um….I-I-I don’t k-k-know….I think y-y-you both a-a-ate the same a-a-mount…” I stammered out, still in shock from their display of savage gluttony
It was then it happened. Hansel got a devious smirk on his face as I heard a slight gurgle coming from his soft, but drum-tight, stomach. He looked over at Gretel and shifted his chunky weight to 1 side before he let out a monstrous fart! The smell was so horrible I was gagging, my eyes darting to find some place close-by where I could get some fresh air. Worse yet, he seemed quite proud of his release
“Beat that sis!~” He teased as he patted his bulging belly
“Oh, yeah!” Gretel replied before she shifted to 1 side and let out an equally loud toot
This time I was floored. Literally! I had collapsed on the floor behind them. My poor nose just couldn’t take it. The combined smell was horrible! I was having real trouble breathing from the stinky farts these 2, fat, kids had let out
“It’s not as good as THAT 1~” She teased back, slapping her own big, round, belly
“Oh, yeah? This 1 *PPPPFFFT* is WAY better!” Hansel retorted as he let out another fart
“P-p-p-please…c-c-childr….” I barely panted out, but, of course, I was ignored
“Not as big as *PPPFFFFFT* this 1~” Gretel replied smugly as she farted again
It was on. Both, well-fed, kids began to have the most disgusting contest I could’ve imagined. They were gassing up a storm and neither seemed bothered by this. In fact, both seemed just as eagerly keen to win as they did from their gluttonous gorging before. Worse yet, I had collapsed right behind them both! I couldn’t move and they weren’t letting up either. No, this horrible contest went on for...well I’m not entirely sure, but it seemed like an eternity!
Finally, after the longest period of time in my entire life, the 2, stuffed, brats finally let up. I coughed and wheezed as I tried to get up. The air was so polluted by their fat butts that it actually held a brownish-green tinge to it. It took quite a bit of effort on my part, but I was soon able to get back on my feet
“So? Which 1 of us was the best tooter?” Gretel asked me without a care for my wellbeing
“I-I-I-I think it’s a t-t-t-tie…” I sputtered out, truthfully not knowing what more to do, or say, to them at this point
Both looked less than thrilled with this response before their eyes began to gaze around to what was left of my home. Both brother, and sister’s, big, round, candy-filled, bellies rumbled lowly with a menacing hint to them. How they were still hungry was beyond me, but they were
With my food supplies running dangerously low, I could only gulp at what these 2, greedy, fat, bratty, little, gluttons might do next
To be continued...
