Pot
By
Portly Robust
My name is Sue. I have been a very active girl all my life. I guess that is why I have muscles everywhere. My arms are big, my thighs are large and my calves are huge. I stand 5’ 4" tall and I have long wavy auburn hair. My eyes are green. I’ll bet you want to know my measurements, don’t you? Well my hips are about 34 or 35, my bust is around a 34 but I wear a 40-DD bra and my waist is,,, well read on and you will figure it out.
I love to get high. Yea, I know, dope is for dopes. It's just that I like the way I feel in the evenings when I smoke a shit-load of POT. My mind wanders, I think the sitcoms are a riot and I get the munches something bad. This is where the problem all started. I call it a problem, in reality it’s not a problem for me just for the way others may think of me. I don't give a shit about them really. It all started the first time I ever got high.
I was going with this guy Richard and he was into smoking POT. He tried and tried to get me to try it. One night I just couldn’t take it any more and gave in to his whining. I took a drag on the joint and held it in as long as I could. Then I took another long drag and held it. Before I blew out the second drag it hit me! And it was good! I finished off the joint myself and in a matter of only 10 or 15 minutes I was so high I didn’t know which end was up. This was great. We were both giggling and carrying on. Everything seemed so funny and that’s when I began to get cottonmouth. We were only a block away from the Burger King so we decided to go get a soda. While sitting in the car drinking my soda the second thing hit me. "The Munches!" I had to get something to eat.
I went into the Burger King and ordered a Whopper with everything on it, a large side of fries and a giant milk shake. I took my order to a booth and began to PIG OUT! I absolutely wolfed it all down. Richard came into the place and found me sucking the life out of my milk shake. "Where the hell’ have you been?" he asked. "I got the munches" "I guess so! You have been here for a while! When were you going to come and get me, I got the munches too you know." "Sorry honey, but I couldn't wait." Richard went up to the counter and ordered for both of us. I sat there and finished another Whopper, large fries, and a large soda. I didn’t know it then but I was so stuffed that my belly was sticking out. Richard noticed but said nothing. He told me to go ahead to the car while he peed and he would be there shortly. I got up and that’s when I felt the fullness of my round belly packed so full of food that it looked as though it was ready to burst. I felt no pain, and no longer had the munches.
Richard returned to the car with a huge bag from Burger King. "What’s in the bag?" I asked. "Munches for later." He said calmly. I thought nothing of it as we drove off, headed for his place. "My belly feels a little bit too full." I said laughing. "I can see that." Richard said as he reached over and began to rub my bulging belly. Before long we pulled into Richards driveway. We got out of the car and went inside. "I want another joint. I love the way it makes me feel." I spouted out as Richard placed the bag of food on the coffee table. I sat back on the couch and watched Richard roll up another joint. He handed it to me and I lit it, taking a huge drag on it. I held the hit for as long as I could before letting it out, then quickly took another hit holding it just as long. By the time I had almost finished the joint Richard was back from the bedroom where he had changed into some sweats. I handed him the joint and got up and went into the bedroom to change.
When I dropped my pants and took off my top I noticed just how big my middle had gotten. Standing there looking at my round belly I got the munches again. I hopped into a skimpy pair of shorts and my favorite bikini top and returned to the front room. "Richard, I've got the munches again." He smiled and pointed to the Burger King bag. He was busy starting a movie and adjusting the surround sound as I settled in to the couch with a burger. Richard then went off to the kitchen and brought back some drinks. For the next two and half-hours we sat there smoking Pot and watching the movie.
The movie ended and Richard began to clear away the trash and grabbed the Burger King bag. He looked into the bag and then me, then into the bag and then back at me smiling. "What?" I asked. "Feel OK?" He asked. "Yea, why?" "Well, you have finished all the burgers I got from Burger King." "OK, SO?" "Sue, there were six whoppers in the bag!" "No way!!!" I said looking down at my middle. Holly Shit! I thought to myself as I gazed upon my huge fattened belly.
Ever since then when I get the munches I end up eating until my belly is stuffed to the max and yet I yearn for more. If there is something for me to eat near by when I am loaded I will eat it. This is why my middle measures 42". Yes I do have a big round fat belly but I like it and so does Richard.
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