A Belly Busting Binge

"Alright, we have some prop food set up on the picnic tables across from the pool. We'll start there, from the look of you, LITTLE lady, he emphasized derisively, you'll dig it, and dig in the most!"

Lauren pouted, but padded across to the park-like area all the faster to escape the insults she knew were heading her way like a wasp's nest she herself had arrogantly poked for years, and now she was losing her stick.

It wasn't so bad, Lauren still looked hot, and she trying to keep her gut in check as much as possible by sucking it in, and made sure to position herself opposite from the camera to let the table obscure whatever belly rolls formed.

The sun was setting, and the lighting was gorgeous.

"alright, we don't have much time, I won't you to take a few bites from that wiener, and be seductive honey!"

Lauren eagerly complied. She loved attention and being on show, especially when it gave her a chance to regain her feminine magnetism.

It was also yummy, covered in ketchup and mustard, as she took pornographic portions down her throat a blob of mustard fell to between her breasts, which she proceeded to wipe off with a finger and lick slowly.

Anyone had to admit she was sex, still stunning even.

"Alright, the burger next!",

Doing her bests Carl Jr.'s burger ad impression she scarfed an enormous bite, letting the juice dribble down her chin before stuffing the lettuce sticking out with and slender index finger.

Gosh, this was yummy too! I could get to like being a model!"

The burger disappeared in a precious few bites as the camera clicked rapidly.

"Alright, lovely Lauren, really!", the cameraman complimented honestly to which Lauren beamed and her foes steamed.

"Now finish off with that ice cream cone! I don't have to tell you what to do, you're magic!"

Lauren giggled at this and he got the giggle on camera, even her secret kiss in the corner of her lip, and that pink tongue that darted out regally, no, imperiously, lapping at the sweet treat with a lap that couldn't be beat.

She looked, and felt like a star in a summer music video straight from her dreams.

'A big glass of lemonade-"

'To wash it down with!", Lauren finished for him and grabbed the glass, slick with condensation. Lauren loved being out here, but it was still without her precious girdle! "Her girdie", as she had often affectionately thought of it, that let her have just that one extra chocolate.

She also had to go to the bathroom!

So she gulped it and wiped her mouth a slow and sensuous "AHHH!", before going to rise, her belly bulbous and sloshing from the big meal, which she tried to hold discretely.

"Shit Lauren, I'm sorry!", the cameraman cried. "There wasn't film in the camera!"

"What?! But don't you-".

"Please, he reasoned with Lauren, in photography little things always go wrong, and besides, we'd have to shoot another for safety anyway! This is why we have extra prop food.'

Now Lauren eyed the previously delectable dishes with disgust.

"I have to eat that all again!", Lauren's eyes grew big as saucers, and just as big as her now bulging belly. A true pot! It gurgled and she groaned, "I...uhhh...have to just powder my nose!", she tried to conceal demurely the pressure building in her belly.

"No time! Quickly Lauren, or we'll lose the light!"he pleaded.

Lauren pouted, but gave in.

She grabbed the hot dog with a grimace, but wolfed it down almost as well as before, losing less time than before. She could swear she heard sniggers off the right but pushed ahead, grabbing another burger from the plate.

This time her discomfort was difficult to conceal, but as a deficient diva Lauren had gotten used to concealing a lot of things.

The ice cream had gone runny by now, and Lauren was **** to like the drips from her hand down her arm, with her now distended gut turning her from girl next door to slovenly sow.

"There, all done!", Lauren cried as triumphantly as when she had managed to eat her lima beans.

"Lauren, don't forget your lemonade!"

"God, but I HAVE TO GO!", she reminded more directly.

"Just quickly Lauren, and we're done!"

With gasping gulps she slugged it back, letting the last quarter dribble down her chest before trying to totter off.

Her belly was now triple it's already loosened size. If it was a basketball before now it was a beach ball with a quart of lemonade, a pint of ice cream, two burgers and two hot dogs!

She tried to cradle her belly, giving up entirely on sucking it in.

Half waddling she got there just as the bathroom door was shut.

LOCKED!

Banging on the door at a steady pace Lauren tried to remain dignified, "Uhhh, I have to use the little girl's room! HEY! HEY!", before completely disintegrating, "I GOTTA PEE! PLEASE!".

Looking around wide eyed she rushed off to find an alternate, but tripped over her own feet and bouncing on her belly, bursting her bladder in FULL public view, soaking her bottoms and the surrounding area in a pool of urine like blood in a Hollywood movie.

Lauren wished she was dying, and not gushing out piss like a race horse at her job.