Marin's Buffet Binge

NOTE: Just as with her last story here, it’s future time for Marin! This takes place when she’s 20 and in college. Now then… time for tums!

“Hmm? What do you mean?” Marin asked aloud.

“I’m just saying…” Juju said pointedly while raising an eyebrow at Marin, “If you keep eating like that, our shoot next Sunday is going to be ruined when you can’t fit your fat butt into your skirt.”

Marin had just taken a big bite out of her burger as Juju said that. She felt her cheeks go scarlet as she hurriedly chewed up the mouthful of (delicious, btw) burger and hastily assured Juju, “N-No, it’s fine! I promise! This is totally normal for me! And I’ll cut back before the shoot, so it’s fine!”

Marin and Juju were in a family restaurant both to hammer out the details of a cosplay shoot they were doing next week and to get Marin a little bit of help studying for her next exam. Truth be told, Marin could barely focus on her studies at all with this shoot coming up. Inui, otherwise known as one of Marin’s all-time fav cosplayers Juju, only ever agreed to cosplay with her, like, once a year! And it was that time of the year! How was Marin supposed to focus at uni when she was getting to cosplay with the amazing and adorable Juju again for the first time in forever!?

The small woman just rolled her eyes and scowled. “I swear, I’m never doing a collab with you again if you can’t fit into your cosplay on Sunday.”

“I said it’ll be fine! Jeez!” Marin exclaimed, though her face was still burning. She quickly chomped through the rest of her burger and then took a long drag on her milkshake while sulking. Ok, so maybe she’d ordered two burger sets because she was a little hungry! So what? She’d always been a big eater! Sure, she’d started binging a little bit more after her weird enema experience with Gojo last month just cause having a tight tum over a full one had started feeling really good, but so what? She’d only gained a pound! She was still in the clear! She was safe!

“It’d better be fine,” Juju growled. She sipped on her soda while looking at her phone. “Anyways, besides your fat gut getting in the way, we should have everything ready. Gojo’s got your camera and Shinju’s got ours, the costumes are done, the location’s been set…” Juju frowned. “Actually, now that I think about it, there was no reason to meet up here to finish anything. Why did you ask to meet?”

Marin grinned coyly. “I just wanted to see you!”

“...I’m leaving.”

“Waaaait!” Marin cried as Juju stood up to leave. She reached across the table to grab Juju’s arm, and as she did, her full belly pressed into the side of the table. Oh lord, the pressure - it was too good! Ah, but wait- Juju! “I-I really do need help studying! If I fail my lit exam, my dad’s really gonna crack down on my grades and I won’t be able to go to the shoot! Juju!”

The older yet smaller woman glared down at Marin. “Then why are you flirting with me and stuffing your face if you’re in that much trouble?”

Marin shrank down. “I-I’m sorry… please…”

Juju glared at Marin for a few seconds more. Then she sighed angrily and sat back down. “Fine. Show me what you need help with.”

“Yay! Thank you, thank you!” Marin squealed. She flipped through her notebook, then stopped and looked back up at Juju. “Ah, but do you mind if I order dessert really fast? I think some sugar will help me-”

“I’m leaving.”

“I-I was joking! It was a joke! Juju, wait! Please!”

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A single tear sparkled in the corner of Marin’s eye as she stepped outside. “I… I can’t believe it’s already over…”

“Well, it can’t be helped,” Gojo said as he stepped out behind her. He smiled awkwardly and held up her camera, which was dead as a doorknob. “It’s a shame that we had to end the shoot early, but at least Shinju says the manufacturers should fix it for free since a defective part caused it to break.”

“Yeah, but…”

“Quit your whining already,” Juju huffed as she and her sister, Shinju, walked out after them. Juju was dressed in comfy casual wear that was easy to put on and take off, which was a smart choice for easily changing into her cosplay. Shinju was wearing a baggy sweater and a long dress, which was pretty much all she wore since she’d graduated and stopped having to wear her high school uniform. Juju continued, “Considering how you were stuffing your face last week, I’m just glad we got to do anything today at all.”

“Juju…” Marin sniffed. Her cosplay senior was talking tough, but that sad look on her face told Marin that she was just as torn up about the collab getting cut off early as she herself was. Marin whimpered and latched onto Juju, hugging her close. “This wasn’t enough! I’m gonna get my camera fixed, then we can do it again! I’ll even pay for the room again!”

“H-Hey, get off of me!” Juju hissed, but her voice was muffled since her face was buried in Marin’s chest. Marin was wearing a crop top and jeans, which was easy to change into and out of (just like Juju) but left her middle and sides bare - which was apparently a fatal mistake. Juju jabbed at Marin’s side and made the larger woman squeal. Then-

*uuUuuuuuUUuurrrrrggggllll*

Marin froze. Juju took the chance to escape Marin’s arms and cleavage, moving several steps away before turning around and saying, “Was that… Gojo?”

“Oh- uh…” Gojo stammered.

“It… was me…” Marin said quietly.

“...Eh?”

The blonde woman sniffed again. “I’ve been eating less for today’s shoot and I only had a smoothie today! I can’t even feel full unless I have rice and I haven’t eaten any in, like, two days!”

“Oh… uh…” Juju said awkwardly. She scratched her neck. “I guess what I said freaked you out. Sorry…”

Marin shook her head. “No, it’s ok… I’m a model, so I’m used to fasting for shoots… Although maybe I did overdo it this time… I’m way hungrier than I usually am…”

“Oh- uh, there’s a buffet nearby that’s offering a special for groups of three or  more,” Gojo said aloud while scanning his phone. He looked up. “We have some extra time since we had to stop early. Why don’t we get dinner together?”

“G-Gojo…” Marin sniffled happily. He was so kind! She wuvved him so much!

Juju thought for a moment. Then she nodded. “Sure. I wouldn’t mind that. What about you, Shinju?... Shinju?”

Juju’s younger sister, who stood at almost twice Juju’s height, hadn’t said a single word the whole time. Instead, she had just been standing there, covering her beet-red face. “S-S-Sorry! I-I’m just- Wh-When we were leaving the room, I could hear- and I was reminded- we were just in-”

“Ah…” Juju said. Her mouth twitched as she looked back at the building they had just come out of. “Yeah, that makes sense.”

Marin looked back as well. It had been cheap, but for Shinju’s sake, maybe they should have the redo of this shoot somewhere other than a love hotel…

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Marin could barely breathe from the overload of scents in the air. “Oh my God. It smells too good in here!”

The buffet had been a bit farther than ‘nearby’, but if the food was as good as it smelled, the walk was worth it. Marin could practically feel the drool puddling in her mouth as she stared over seated diners to see just what was making the air taste like a heart attack. Meanwhile, she could hear Gojo beside her saying, “A table for four, please. Oh, and is that three-or-more-person specialty still running…?”

“Yes, it is!” The waitress responded cheerfully. “The buffet rules are that you get an hour to eat. You get a twenty-five percent discount for the first hour, then you’ll pay full price for every extra hour you want buffet access. You’ll also have to pay for a full extra hour if there’s too much food left on your plate when you check out.”

Marin didn’t care about the rules. She just needed to eat! Her belly had been clawing to jump out of her body and inhale the entirety of the buffet ever since she’d first stepped inside. She hadn’t been this hungry even after she’d binge-watched all of Flower Princess Blaze across three days while only eating what was in reach (mainly Pocky). Why was she so hungry after a regular fast? It was insane!

The waitress led the four of them to a table in the corner of the dining area. They were here at that sweet spot between lunch and dinner when only old people were eating, and there were only a couple of those in here, so they had the buffet mostly to themselves! Sweet! Marin could scarcely stop herself from drooling as she left her bag under their table and dashed over to the food.

Oh. Em. Gee. The line-up! It was a fusion lineup of both Japanese and Western dishes and Marin was LIVING for it! She snatched up a pre-warmed plate and immediately scooped a heaping helping of gooey mac n’ cheese from a nearly untouched vat, then filled out the other half of her plate with several servings of rice. Rice! God, she needed that inside of her right this second! First though… she dropped a few barbecue wings on top of her mac, poured some curry over her rice, and filled a large cup to the brim with melon soda.

“Uuuh… are you going to be able to carry that…?” Gojo asked, staring between the cup and the overflowing plate Marin had set down.

Marin huffed, “Of course I will! I just need to… pick this… up…” With great care, Marin managed to slide her hand under her heavy plate and pick it up. A bead of sweat ran down her neck. She had to maintain perfect balance to prevent anything from spilling. If her left had wavered, her soda would spill over. Her right, the curry would drip. Careful, Marin… careful… caaaareful…

By the time Marin made it back to the table, the other three had already gotten their food and had started eating. Shinju and Juju were sitting together on one side of the table and had left the seat next to Gojo open. Each one of them had gotten significantly less food than Marin, but at this point, she could care less. Juju stared at Marin with weary eyes as the busty blonde finally made it over. “You know, instead of giving the cleaning staff an anxiety attack, you could’ve just taken two trips…”

“That’s… quitter talk…!” Marin hissed as she oh-so gingerly set her soda down, then her food. Then triumphantly, Marin plopped down in her seat and picked up her fork and spoon. “FINALLY! Thanks for the food, Gojo~!”

“Thanks for what- wait, am I paying?” Gojo said, nearly choking on his slider, but Marin wasn’t paying attention. She’d scooped up a giant portion of rice soaked in curry and…

It was just as good as Marin had hoped for! Better, even! The rice was soft and fluffy, the curry flavorful and spicy - it was just what she’d been craving! Her eyes danced and her stomach rumbled loudly to demand more. Say no more, belly! Marin happily gulped down another mouthful of curry and rice, letting out a muffled *squeee!* as she did. Oh rice, how Marin had missed you!

After several tastings of curry, Marin decided to try the rest of her food as well. The mac n’ cheese was good too! It wasn’t her favorite food ever, but how can anyone complain when it’s this rich and cheesy? And the wings! The sauce was sweet and tangy with a bit of a kick, which weirdly complemented the curry and made her crave the mac. It was the most unlikely trio of foods that worked well together!

It felt like just seconds had passed when Marin’s spoon clinked onto the plate. Oh, whaaaat? Marin stared down at her plate, which was empty save for smears of curry, cheese, and wing sauce. This thing had been loaded with so much food! How could she possibly have eaten it all already? She wasn’t ready to be foodless again yet!

Marin cast a quick glance around at her friends. Gojo was nearly done with his food and Juju was only halfway done, but Shinju… was getting up for a second plate! Yes! Marin had an excuse to eat more! She stood up to follow the taller, quieter girl and…

“A-Aah!”

Gojo glanced over at Marin, who had frozen mid-stand and was staring nervously down at the table. “You ok? What happened?”

“Oh, j-just hit the corner of the table weird, haha! I’m totes ok!” Marin sputtered quickly. She scooted out of the booth and snatched up her plate, keeping her back to the table as much as possible. “I’m still a bit hungry so I’m gonna grab some more. Be right back!”

While scuttling across the dining area, Marin’s face turned beet red. Her belly had been so tight when she’d stood up that she couldn't stop herself from making that weird noise! She glanced down at herself and shivered. Her belly was already sticking out! That really had been a lot of food if it made her this big. Was she really going to eat more?

…Ok, stupid question. Marin was already breathing faster at the prospect of filling up her tum even more than she already had. Still, she was a little worried about eating so much in front of the others. Plus, she was in a crop top! Her swollen belly was bare to the world! She might’ve managed to hide her first-stage food baby from them now, but they were gonna have to leave eventually. The others were gonna see her huge belly stuffed with so much food! Juju is gonna call her fat and Shinju is gonna get scarred again and Gojo is… Gojo is… he’s gonna see her… totally full… heavy and round… stuffed to the max…

Somehow, Marin’s face got even hotter as she reached the buffet. In a daze, she started to load up her plate with anything and everything. Gojo… was gonna see her like this… he’d seemed pretty interested in her enema belly and now he was gonna see her all round and full again… ehe… ehehehe…

Before long, Marin was sliding back into her seat with another overloaded plate. She hadn’t really been paying attention to what she’d been grabbing, but she wasn’t picky. So long as it was tasty and it gave her a big, Gojo-enthralling belly, then it was getting eaten~.

Juju was looking at Marin again, but her stare had a bit more confusion than disgruntlement in it. “Are you really going to be able to eat all that? Gojo will have to pay extra if you don’t, you know.”

“So I am paying…” Gojo sighed. Then he stood up with his plate.“I guess I might as well get my money’s worth then…”

Marin smiled wide, her face still feeling hot. “O-Of course I will! My eyes have never once been bigger than my stomach! Never!”

“Ooook then…” Juju then cast a glance at her sister. “By the way, Shinju… since when are you this big of an eater?”

Juju’s younger sister sweated nervously, fork halfway between her mouth and her significantly fuller second plate. “Oh, uh… i-it’s just easier to f-forget the s-sounds if I’m eating… so…”

“...I promise we’ll go somewhere other than a love hotel next time, ok?”

“...Th-Thank you…”

Despite having thought the same thing earlier, Marin didn’t agree with Juju’s promise. She was too busy stuffing her face with a large portion of crab cakes. The normally slim woman had long since stopped being hungry. Even as a big eater, that first plate had been enough to fully sate her. Even still, she was eating like she hadn’t seen food in a week. Gojo… belly… tight… full… eheheh…

Halfway through this second plate and most of the way through her soda, Marin could feel how tight her belly was even without standing up. She could also feel her jeans cutting into her bulging belly. It hurt a little, but it worked to excite her way more than anything else. She was gonna pop out of her pants~! Her cute little tum was gonna pop her button clean off~!

Marin’s excitement lasted her all the way to the end of her second plate. She was absolutely stuffed, but she obviously still wanted more (obviously). Yet, when she went to stand up, she froze. Why? Because the front of her belly touched the table when she went to stand. Holy. Crap. That was insane! She was so big! But…

Marin’s face started to go red yet again. They were gonna see. Juju was already staring little daggers at her! And Shinju was playing with her fork while eyeing the buffet - she was gonna see Marin’s belly for sure! The only one who might not notice was Gojo, who was slowly picking at his second plate. Of course, the one person Marin wanted to see-

“You’re not going to puke, are you?”

Juju’s words cut Marin’s thoughts apart in a single sentence. “Wh-What? No! Why?”

Juju raised an eyebrow. “‘Cause you just ate enough food for a family of five and now you’re sweating up a storm while staring down at your plate. You’re clearly nauseous.” Juju sighed and shook her head. “Look, you really didn’t have to starve yourself before this, ok? I’ll cut back pestering you about your eating habits before shoots so much, so-”

“N-No, it’s ok! It’s ok!” Marin cut in anxiously. She forced a smile on her face and sat up straight (which caused her core to tighten around her stuffed belly and made her swoon, but she pushed past that). “I maybe ate a little too much, but it’s totes fine! I’m not feeling sick or anything!”

“...Really?”

“Really-really!”

The small cosplay queen looked Marin up and down, eyes lingering on the small amount of belly she could probably see over the top of the table. Then she just shook her head. “Well… if you say so. I guess you’re done now though, right?”

“Oh, uh…” Marin stammered, but after a glare from Juju, she clammed right up. “Yup! A-All full! Haha… ha…”

Under Juju’s watchful eyes, Marin suppressed a mournful sigh. Her big belly… Gojo seeing it… her dreams… gone…

“W-We still have half an hour left…” Shinju’s quiet voice pierced the silent table. The giant of a woman fiddled with her fork a little, then continued nervously, “I-If you’re a-alright waiting… c-could I get dessert?”

Dessert! The magical excuse every woman can use to overeat without judgment because of the mythical dessert stomach! Nice save, Shinju! “Sure, no problem! In fact, I think I’ll go too!”

She cast a glance over at Juju, ready to excuse herself with the age-old ‘always room for dessert’ excuse, but the older woman just shrugged. “I’ll pass. Have fun.” Then she pulled out her phone and started scrolling.

How could this get more perfect? Shinju and Juju’s eyes were off her! Dessert, here comes Marin! The bloated woman stood up, carefully bracing her mind for the wave of pressure and pleasure that flooded her body when her belly tightened up, and scooted over to the dessert bar. Shinju was happily picking out a plate of sweets, but Marin made sure to stay out of eyeshot while she started filling up a plate herself. Let’s see… a slice of chocolate cake, a small stack of specialty cookies, some mochi balls- ooh, pudding! She helped herself to a couple of cups, filled a small bowl with some fruit, and giggled excitedly. This wasn’t as much food as she’d like, but it’d at least top off her overfull belly just enough for her to be satisfied.

Marin sat down in her seat as inconspicuously as she could so that the others wouldn’t look up, which she succeeded in since they were all too absorbed in their own food (or for Juju, her phone). Actually, Gojo was looking a little green around the gills. He’d never really had a big appetite, so the second plate might’ve been too much for him. Maybe if Marin finished her sweets fast enough and they had time left, she could finish off his plate for him - or better yet, she could have him feed it to her…

…

Marin hastily pulled open a pudding cup and scooped half of the whole thing into her mouth in an attempt to cool off her steaming head. An image of Gojo feeding her until she was huge and immobile had made Marin’s brain fry. Lock that thought up, Marin. Save it for later at home alone.

As it turns out, the sweets Marin had gotten had been the perfect amount. Her belly went from being overfull to dangerously full when she was about halfway through, with the distinction being how tight her pants were around her lower belly and how close to making lewd sounds she was. Both factors were becoming dangerous. Her thoughts earlier of popping her button had been silly joky thoughts, but as she swallowed another pear slice and felt her pants tighten just a bit more painfully around her waist, the joke was becoming an all-too-real possibility. And the noises she wanted to make right now every time a discontented rumble went through her poor belly…

“Ugh… I can’t…” Gojo groaned, pushing his plate away from himself. “I just- *urp* can’t eat anymore…”

“Really?” Juju said disinterestedly, glancing over her phone at the plate. “It looks like you’ll have to pay extra then. That’s definitely too much left.”

“Uuuugh…”

Marin gulped, her heart starting to pick up again. Fifteen minutes were left until they had to be done and she was almost done with her dessert. She could totally do it. She could totally eat Gojo’s food. What she really wanted was for him to feed her, but… she felt way too embarrassed to ask that in front of the other two… at this point, even just offering to eat his food would be sus as hell when Juju had pointed out how much she’d eaten… so…

Then, Juju said, “Hey, we’re going to get going now. I’ve got a busy day tomorrow and Shinju needs to help me.”

“What?” Gojo said confusedly, waking up a little from his food fugue. He glanced at his phone. “Oh yeah, I guess this would be about the time our shoot woould be ending. I’ll go pay and then we’ll-”

“No, don’t worry about it.” Juju stood up while cutting him off. “We’ll pay for our half. You should work on that food a little more, see if you can get it down. You don’t want to have to pay extra, right?”

“Uuuuuuuuugh…”

With that, Juju left, barely letting Marin and Gojo say bye. Shinju stood quickly  to follow her sister. For a brief moment, her hoodie rode up and gave Marin a slight glimpse of a not-too-shabby belly bump. Then Shinju yanked her hoodie back down and scuttled away before either of the still-seated people could say a word.

What… what had just happened? Was Marin dreaming? This was too good to be true! Everything that needed to go right was going right! Now she could ask Gojo to feed her!

… Right, as if she could just do that. What was she even thinking? She should just offer to help pay for the extra food and-

*ding!* Marin’s phone had gone off. She struggled with her now way too tight jeans to get her phone out, then went stock-still when she saw the message. It was from Juju.

You owe me for this. Im not playing matchmaker again. BTW you need to get better at hiding your kinks. Youre lucky Im close with someone with the same one. Id be grossed out otherwise

…….

Marin was gonna die. Juju knew. She KNEW. She was gonna die! She was gonna have a heart attack from shame and drop dead, right then and there. ‘RIP - She was too kinky’ was gonna be written on her tombstone.

Gojo’s voice rang into the silence of Marin’s pain. “I really can’t do this… it’s too much…”

Ugh, what was Marin doing? Her goddess Juju knew her weird kink and wasn’t being weird about it! In fact, she was setting Marin up with Gojo, for crap’s sake! How could Marin waste this chance her cosplay soulmate had given her? Woman up, Marin!

“Oh, uh…” Marin gulped. She shifted her seat closer to Gojo, her chair creaking, and continued, “I-I’m not totally full yet, so I could finish it for you…”

Gojo looked over at her, eyes widening. “R-Really? But you’ve eaten so much already, right? Do you really want to…?”

Ok, Marin, bite the bullet! Finish strong! She bit her lip and shakily responded, “W-Well… I am stuffed, but… I can make it fit i-if you… f-feed me… a-and g-give me some belly rubs later…?”

Marin blinked. What? Where had the belly rubs thing come from? What? Why? What? Holy crap. Too much. It was weird! She was being weird! It was too much, but… then why was Gojo blushing so hard?

“F-F-Feed-!?” Gojo stuttered. His eyes flicked down to below the table’s edge, then widened as he seemed to realize just how stuffed Marin was. She giggled nervously. Her belly might not be as large as it’d been after the cosplay enema incident last month, but it was still large enough that she could probably get offered a seat on a crowded train. That tum was unmistakable. And as Marin’s embarrassment grew so too did her desire to have that tum be all Gojo’s.

“Yeah, feed…” Marin shifted even closer. God, what was she even DOING right now!? “But I’m gonna be so full afterward, so you’re gonna have to come over and soothe my belly after… ok?”

Marin had gone too far. She knew she had. She squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the inevitable rejection. Instead, what she got after several pregnant seconds was the taste of a shrimp roll on her lips. Her eyes flew open to see Gojo, with a bright scarlet flush across his cheeks, pushing a shrimp roll into her mouth while avoiding her eyes. Then he stammered, “O… Ok. I-I’ll do it… so… j-just tell me if it’s too much… ok?”

…

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*PING!* The button on Marin’s pants shot off at the same time as her heart started beating again. Oh. My. GOOOOD!

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It's finally here! FINALLY! 

No general update stuff, though. I'm about to make another post with all the junk, so go read that instead.