Story time: We went out to eat yesterday for brunch. We we..
Added 2023-04-17 16:01:18 +0000 UTCStory time: We went out to eat yesterday for brunch. We were very late (she takes forever to get ready now, extremely slow moving and groggy when we wakes up) so they told us they were no longer serving brunch. My gf nearly cried because she wanted this special they have where they do fried chicken and waffles on top of a breakfast ice cream sundae. The waitress, either feeling bad or disgusted that a fat girl was going to cry over not getting her food, talked to the manager or whatever and got it done. After breakfast I have her in the car strapped up (she’s holding my leftovers for a snack in that photo), she says she really wants a KFC Double Down. Which is a fried chicken sandwich where they use two pieces of chicken AS the bread. Absurdly unhealthy. She also just had fried chicken. Long story short, we went to multiple locations that said they no longer serve it, it was a limited time. Again, she was in tears and very anxious that she wouldn’t get her Double Down. Meanwhile, her stomach is making insane noises trying to digest her meal from before. We finally found a location that still had the Double Down, she nearly orgasmed as I handed it to her. I’m pulling out of the drive-thru making some careful turns back into the way home, and she’s demolished it already. “I couldn’t wait” she says. I take her inside, she’s moving as slow as molasses and says her chest was tight. No wonder, she’s eaten enough fried chicken for a week! She says to sit her on the toilet, I leave her be. 50 mins and about five flushes later, she says she’s done. I got her back on the couch and she slept the entire rest of the day. So proud. A small story from the life of a feeder
