Force Filled
By
Portly Robust

In collage, I partied hard, and everyone knew it. I could chug a quart of beer in under a second using one of those funnels with a tube attached to it. I would place the tube in my mouth and a guy would stand on a chair holding the funnel up high and fill it with a quart of beer. Everyone would count, 1, 2, and on 3, I would suck hard on the tube, open my throat, and the beer would fly down into my belly in nothing flat. It would be so full of beer that it would expand, and I kinda looked a little pudgy. None of the other girls could do it and I would usually have to show people that I was actually able to do it sometimes 4 or 5 times a night. 

I remember this one night I chugged 3 quarts of beer all at once in just under 4 seconds. My belly got so full and grew so big and fat, I thought it might burst. After I chugged all that beer my belly continued to grow larger for almost 10 minutes. I was so full and my belly was real big for quite a long while. 

About one and a half hours went by and some more guy's showed up. They all got to talking about what I had done. They could not believe I could have done it and wanted to see me chug a quart for them. Using the same huge funnel, the one that would hold over a gallon, they filled it up and came over to me egging me to do it. I finally gave in and stuck to tube in my mouth. 

They counted, and thinking that there was only a quart of beer in the funnel I sucked down hard and opened my throat. The beer flowed so fast and so hard into my already full belly that I could feel it stretching bigger as the liquid pored in. "I just can't hold any more!" I thought. Very quickly the beer was gone and in my badly stretched and really fat looking belly. They had put another 2 quarts of beer into the funnel and I had sucked it all down into my belly so fast that I was really unable to stop the flow. 

I was so big and so full I hurt all over. I wanted to heave but nothing would come up. It was like a valve was shut tight. I could feel my gut growing even larger. All the guys came over and began to rub my especially huge fat growing belly. It seemed that the more beer I had in me the more they wanted to play with my body. I was getting kinda high from the beer now and it seemed to me that the best thing I could do was to play along with them and let them rub me. It felt good and they had a lot to rub. 

Now I am a big girl to begin with, standing 6' tall and weighing around 170 pounds. I had long healthy legs. I thought my caves were fat but the guys liked them. I did have a big set of knockers though, 44-EE and now a huge fat belly to dwarf them. Anyway, I let the guys have their way with me and ended up humping 5 of the best looking ones. Mostly they wanted to ride me doggie style and grab me by my fat hanging belly as they rammed their pud as deep as they could get it. None of them ever hit bottom or my "G" spot for that matter but I still had a good time. 

The next day, Saturday, I went to the Mall and got some great tank tops and short shorts. I looked HOT in the new outfits and most of the guys at the Mall did double takes looking at my boobs. They were impressive in the tank tops. I decided to wear the new cloths to the Frat party that evening. 

When I got back from the Mall I thought I would practice my banana swallowing. Yes I can swallow a banana whole. They are a little more difficult that the guys cocks but it gets my throat in to shape for that one guy who always shows up with a 12" cock. He is the one that can ring my bell and fill my pussy completely. 

Anyway, I pealed a banana and lathered it up with whipping cream and slid it as deep into my throat as I could and then sucked down my throat. I love the feeling of them hitting bottom in my belly. A belch or two later, I lathered up another and slid it in almost as deeply. I sucked it down quickly with out getting any air this time. Better, I thought, now I'll see if I can just get the tip of it started down my throat and suck it home. 

I stuck the can of whipping cream into my mouth and pulled the lever. Whipping cream shot out of the can filling my mouth instantly and forcing it's way into my throat I sucked it in allowing the can to nearly empty. I then quickly lathered up another banana and just got the tip of it started down my throat. I sucked on it and it went in with out any trouble. "Well I think I can handle anyone tonight." I thought to my self. 

About 5:30 PM I walked over to the Frat house and asked if their was to be a party tonight. There was one planed, as usual, and I was sure welcome. They let me in and I seated my self in an armless chair next to this guy I had seen before and began to talk to him. Before I knew what hit me, I was bound to the chair, feet tied to the legs of the chair and my hands tied behind me to the back of the chair. They even had a wide strap like a seat belt across my lap and synched tight to the seat. I wasn't moving. I tried to straighten out my legs thinking I could break the legs of the chair off with the shier power of my legs, but it was no use. They had me right where they wanted me. Bill, the guy I knew said, 

"You are in for a night like none other you have ever had. Now I know that you can deep throat my cock, but what we are going to do to you will seem like a pick-nick in comparison." 

I began to get scared and started to plead with them not to hurt me. A lot of the guys started to play with my big tits and began to rub my thighs and fat calves. Before long Bill came up to me with a bunch of bananas and told me that he was going to shove each and every one of them into my mouth and that I was to swallow them with out hesitation OR ELSE. I didn't care or else what, I was going to do as they said.

Bill squirted some whipping cream into my mouth while another guy held my head back and then Bill shoved a banana deep into my throat. I swallowed it easily and just as I had Bill stuffed another one in. I swallowed it just as easily. The guys were all whooping and hollering as Bill placed the plastic tube in my mouth. He told me to swallow it. I shook my head in defiance. 

Bill got the whipping cream and stuck it in my mouth along with the tube and pulled the trigger. Cream came shooting out and I began to swallow it. As I swallowed the cream Bill glided the tube down my throat and into my belly. There I sat with the beer bong tube stuffed deep into my belly. I knew what was to come next. The guys began poring beer into the huge funnel. The liquid flowed into my belly easily and it began to fill all but immediately. I could feel my belly expanding as the beer pored into me. I counted 6 quarts down and the level in the funnel was not lowering much as the guys filled it with two more. My belly was so full and so stretched out that it couldn't hold any more. Yet the guys wanted to see if I could hold even more. 

I could feel the immense pressure of the beer pushing out all over inside of me trying to make me grow even larger. The weight of the beer in the funnel kept pushing more and more beer into my ever expanding belly. Slowly but surly the level dropped in the funnel and as it did the guys would fill it back up. I was beginning to have a hard time breathing but was still able to get air into my lungs so I just breathed slowly. 

I guess lost consciousness and when I awoke, I was huge. I must have been hooked up to this torture machine for over an hour. I had no idea as to how much beer they forced into me but let me tell you, I was huge, heavy and drunk. The tube was gone from my throat and I had been untied. When I tried to get up I was so big that I really had a rough time standing. When I did finally get to my feet, I felt so heavy and my belly so bloated I thought I would fall over. I decided to sit back down and regain my senses before I tried to move again.

My panties and nylons were soaked from pee and I felt like I had to take another one right now. I rose and barely made my way into the bathroom and sat there for the longest time. I kept rubbing my huge bloated belly the whole time I was in the bathroom. I thought to my self, "No pain. Maybe I'll be OK after all. I sure am big. I've never been this big before, but I kinda like it."

Still drunk I staggered out of the bathroom and back toward the party. I pronounced that I had enough fun for one night and was going to go home. Bill waived bye bye as I walked out the door. Never again did I attend another Frat party.
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