Beans Day
Beans inflation and slice of a life.
Every monday is bean day. In fact a simplified variation of the Brazilian feijoada. Without all the flesh of a pig. A version in soup, with salted meat, pork sausage and black beans. It's hot. Super salty and with pieces of sausage floating that are present in the mouth. Sometimes it is seasoned with a floating layer of grated cheese. Sometimes it is complemented with a dessert, a sweet orange cut into slices.
All that very tasty and addictive.
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Every Monday is inflation day. Not that tradicinal of the furry ones, with helium tanks and random or magical ghosts.It is real dilation, which slowly forces the stomach, the intestines and finally the whole belly to fill up with gas slowly. It was like a huge dough. Our protagonist makes it happen once a week. Subtle. Because the huge belly of his benches is already flabby. He is already obese so few people around notice it.
Sometimes he forces a little. Eat more and more bean dishes. With a record around five or six plates (just over 4 pounds). But he feels he can eat more, almost infinitely. Have it at lunch and dinner every monday the same meal. This only worsens the dilation, which lasts for the next three days of the week.
But what harm there in this? Malamutes are already prone to dilate stomachs, sometimes die when try it. But the protagonist seems to be special, perhaps mutant of his race.
The years pass. The weeks continue and the belly balloon grows larger. Each time there is more and more food. Increasingly the layer of fat becomes more thick. The gases accumulate easier and remain trapped longer. And the belly gets bigger and bigger. A real balloon.
Of course he tries to compensate. Eat better and more nutritious foods, also eat salad of cabbage and olive oil. Drink more and more orange juice. And do bodybuilding. This all helps. But the number of calories ingested explodes to accommodate all the vitamins. The muscles of a malamute that raises weights demands more energy with greater hunger.
He eats more and more.
Surprisingly, he never takes breakfast.
At night, his hunger is uncontrollable.
Thirst for wheat beer comes late at night when he knows he will not have to drive the car.
Eat too much, drink enough and sleep next.
Almost a sumo wrestler in training.
The next morning, a Tuesday that will change the history of Tuesday. Here comes the erection, the sensation of huge gas bubbles circling inside the stomach. Stomach noises. And an almost unmanageable libido. Full and excited.
But it's a regular work day ...
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It's day to work in the field. He must open the business at 8 A.M. Foced to wake up to nothing more than a quick stir to lessen excitement. Wear light blue buttoned shirt. Take care to choose the mair size in the wardrobe. Even so, just button the buttons at the top. Leaving several tufts of studied bronzed hair apparent.
And disguise the erection, a new day begins.