(Patreon request) Mae (NITW) Bed Soiling

*Update: Added extra farting scenes* 

Bea and Mae were hanging out at Taco Buck one evening enjoying their new special All-You-Can-Eat Taco buffet. Bea thought it would be a cheap, normal dinner. Little did she know Mae had missed her chance to eat lunch and was starving when they arrived. Tray after tray Mae consumed every taco in sight, the seemingly endless pit that was her stomach was controlling her. Bea was flabbergasted at the sight of her friend putting the phrase All-You-Can-Eat to the test and winning. 

 Bea had just finished her food (whatever she could scrape together form what Mae missed) when the staff approached their table. Apparently, they decided that Mae was trying to run them out of business and wanted them out and banned her from the buffet. 

On the walk home Mae's shirt kept riding up due to the increased roundness of her belly. Bea felt the urgent need to relive herself due to the cheap tacos running right through her. She couldn't imagine what Mae was feeling if the little she ate was doing this to her. When they split ways at her house Bea quickly unloaded on her toilet, it was like brownie mix and she swears more came out than went in. 

Mae entered her home her belly satisfied all she wanted to do was lay down. She laid on her bed and her stomach let out a loud grumble. Only a few minutes had passed before she received a notification from Bea. She rolled over to respond when the weight of the tacos hit her. "This was retribution" she thought "The tacos where fighting back because of her massacre. They Can't win! I will not move and give them the freedom they desire so easily!". 

Bea, still stuck on her toilet seemed kinda peeved at how rude she had been to the Tacos. Mea was sorry she had been blinded by the tacos and the subject quickly changed. Bea knowing her toilet would never be the same after this session worried if Mea's would even survive. "I feel bad for your toilet later." Bae sat there her rear still occasionally spewing more tacos. "No Prob. I'm so full I can't move." Mae sent. "No Prob?" Bea thought "what did she mean No Prob" another wave hit her. "I'm comfy on my bed, I will clean it up later".

"Mae must have been driven crazy by the tacos" Bea thought, and she was right.

The tacos yelled for freedom rumbling and grumbling violently, Mae, refused to move. The taco Yelled louder with a loud fart escaping involuntarily. Moments later another one this time louder, smellier, and warmer. "Geez!" Mae took this as a challenge and pushed as hard as she could. An ungodly noise began escaping her rear, she felt her rectum grow warm and tingle as she pushed even harder. "SPLOORCH" a vial and wet smell surrounded Mae, she had merely sharted a bit and the pressure in her gut had not let off, even a little. 

At this point she was in too deep to stop now, if she stood up the mass inside her would quickly end up all over the carpet, her parents would kill her if that happened. With another push Mae's pants began to expand, the tacos where indeed strong to move her jeans so much. Mae's jeans where stretchy because she did not like wearing a belt, but her load was too much for them. As the weight spread the stiches near the seams started popping. Mae shivered at the slithering feeling of taco corpses traveled up her back and around her sides. "So many tacos" Mae thought, "and so many more still want out". 

Mae was already tired and laid herself out for a nap. Her mess still bubbling out of her she began to snore, undisturbed by the constant buzz of her phone from Bea trying to reason with her.