Hypnotist Girlfriend [CH4 of 5]
#4 of Hypnotist Girlfriend Series
A short chapter bringing the guys day alone to a close.
At about noon, the three overfed primates started to get hungry once again. Without hesitation, they quickly began to order a menagerie of food from any and every restaurant they could. It arrived quickly, and without bothering to put any clothes on, they retrieved the food from the surprised and often embarrassed looking delivery folk who clearly didn't expect a huge, big-bellied gorilla with a hard on to answer the door and take the food from them.
Pizza was their favorite, and the greasy food was exactly what they needed to satiate their growing appetites. Grunts of satisfaction and gluttony were the only sounds in that house, save for the occasional rustle of a box or a carton. Their guts rubbed against their already-erect cocks, only furthering their arousal, but they were focused on finishing all the food before they tended to themselves.
Within an hour, the food was gone, and the three overfed brothers were massaging their guts with one hand, while massaging their dicks with the other. With a content looks on their faces, they zoned out, not noticing that they had reached climax.
However, that wasn't the end of it, by far. They only stopped for a moment to tend to their needs, and as soon as they could think straight once again, they ordered more deliveries, happily relieving their delivery folk from their burden of food once again.
Round two was much the same as round one, the three of them totally absorbed in their meals. Their guts becoming taut with the amount of food they were putting in them. They eventually finished it off as well, however. Breathing heavily, their guts so full of food that it was uncomfortable to move, they found themselves soon enough erect again.
"Shit man." Bud panted. "How can I possibly be horny again?"
Sam nodded from where he lay on the floor. "Its like being a highschooler all over. All I want to do is eat and jack it."
"Highschool nothing" Tank grumbled. "This is ten times worse than anything I had to deal with then. I've never been this hungry in my life."
"At least we got a satisfying meal. Even if it was the size of three normal ones." Bud decided. "Ugh, I'm starting to get sore."
"Same here." Tank said. "I can't reach my own dick, and I've never been in a more dire need to get off."
Bud sat up and began to rub his gut, hoping it would subside enough for him to get his hand to his crotch. The other guys did the same. Eventually they pressed down on their stomachs, which rubbed against their dicks, and eventually climaxed.
Leaning back, Sam gave a sigh of relief. "Oof, much better." He patted his bulging stomach. "Guess its not so bad being this big."
"I could learn to live with it." Tank agreed. "After all, its in our genes."
"Yeah, but now I just need a minute to rest." Bud said, continuing to massage his gut.
Piling as much food as she could into the car, and getting a few odd looks from other people in the process, Laura made her way home as fast as she could. She hoped the guys hadn't destroyed the place in her absence.
Opening the door, she found the three of them overstuffed and dripping cum from their cocks, zoned out on television. The living room was in a mess, boxes of food stacked in piles around them, all of which completely emptied of their contents.
"Well at least I didn't have to worry about you three starving while I was out." She said, thumping Bud's stomach as she walked by.
"Sorry about the mess Laura." Bud said, pulling himself to his feet. His gut protruded outward, and sagged slightly, still semi hard from the amount of food packed into it. He gave it a scratch before lumbering to the nearest pile of trash and picking it up.
"Alright, guys. We should probably get this mess cleaned up. Laura was nice enough to buy us some food, so the least we can do it keep the house looking semi-clean."
The other two gorillas grunted as the got up, still feeling heavy and sluggish from their afternoon of gluttony. Each of them began gathering up boxes and cartons and taking them outside. Laura watched them as the walked, a much heavier step than before. Their guts shook a bit as the moved. She continued to unpack the groceries, taking care to not run into one of the guys, for fear they'd bowl her over.
After cleaning up the containers, they grabbed mops and towels and went to work scrubbing the floor. Laura simply watched, taking mental notes of how big they've gotten from all angles.
A quick shower later, and the three of them had squeezed back onto the couch, leaving Laura to sit in the nearby recliner.
"Why don't the three of you sit on the floor instead of squeezing your fat butts into that poor couch?"
Bud shifted and hung his arm off the back. "Because we've been sitting on the floor most of the day and no matter how fat you think our butts are, they're sore."
"Besides, none of us want to give up our spots. We'd rather be uncomfortable." Sam said.
"Like a triad of fat stubborn sardines, huh?"
"Pretty much."