Waking up the next day, John sat up, his belly fell forward into his lap, quite heavy still, though thankfully having some give in it. Whimpering softly to himself, getting up from bed, he stood slowly, his middle tugging forward instantly. Taking a wider stance, he held the underside of his stomach, wobbling to his mirror, taking a look at himself, he caught a glimpse of his belly peeking out of his busted button and buttonless pants he had on yesterday. Immediately, his paws roamed down to my belly, rubbing and squeezing, feeling just how full he still was even after an entire day to digest, showing the burger he ate probably lasts longer and makes it harder to digest, guessing even an adult would feel the same way, John could hear his belly still trying to breakdown whats left of the ground beef. Though, some of his belly fat gave in, he still looks like his he went through another binge.
John slowly wobbles outside his door when he heard footsteps, seeing his father wearing a pair