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By DragonInflator
Cologne was a world famous city in Germany. It was very widely noted for its enormous Cathedral and many beautiful medieval churches. For the food lovers among the world, Cologne was also well known throughout the entire world as being a fantastic place to go and get something to eat. Rene Muller, an average height and thin 20-year-old, was making his way to the stage door of a concert hall not too far from the Basilica of St Kunibert. He was shivering with suppressed excitement as he was about to meet with and go out with Justin Bieber, the world renowned Canadian singer. Being a cold January evening, the streets were littered with grit salt which had been spread in anticipation of frost and ice. The cobbled road beneath Rene’s feet crunched slightly and quietly as he trod on the grit. He checked the watch on his gloved left hand and sped up to a slight jog. He was going to be late if he wasn’t careful! Luckily for him, the concert hall was just around the corner. Above the sound of his feet hitting the ground as he jogged, he could hear the many thousands of concert goers cheering and hollering and whistling their appreciation. Justin’s concert must have just ended. Rene turned down a small, dimly lit alleyway that led off the main, lit street behind. A door built into the brick wall of the concert hall stood to the left around 20 meters in front of him. Rene went to it and neatened himself up, brushing his brown hair back out of his face with a comb he had fished from his pocket. He was breathing a little shallowly, his breath coming in big steamy plumes out of his mouth. The minutes ticked by slowly. As he stood there, the cold began to seep through his various layers and into his thin body, making him shiver and draw his warming clothes tighter about his small figure. Finally, after what felt like hours, the steel door opened. Rene was caught unawares and jumped in surprise as he felt the cold steel of the door press into his back. Just himself emerged from the concert hall, accompanied by a rush of hot air from within. The singer was wearing a black coat with a scarf and black woolly gloves. He smiled when he saw Rene. “Hello! You must be Rene, right?” Rene blushed and nodded a little nervously. The singer’s cute Canadian accent was very evident! “Hi! Yeah I’m Rene, Rene Muller, good to meet you finally! I’m like your biggest fan!” Justin smirked, showing his two rows of glistening white teeth. “Why thank you! That means a lot! Now… what shall we do? I don’t know about you but I am rather hungry… Shall we go get a bite to eat? Or would you rather go and do something else? As you’re a resident of Cologne I’m under the impression that you know all the nooks
and crannies and corners and alleyways of this fine city. I’ll leave it to you to decide what we do!” Justin looked at Rene with a mixture of both a quizzical expression and an expectant expression, showing he was waiting for Rene to formulate the pair a plan of action to use for the night. A slight rumble of hunger came from Justin’s midriff, making him blush and look away slightly. Rene’s own face reddened considerable at the sound as well. “Y-yeah sure, we can go and get something to eat! But where do you want to go? It’s quite late so nearly all the restaurants will be closed now.” Justin rubbed his chin slightly and drew his coat closer to him. “Hmm… well if that is the case then we should go to McDonald’s or somewhere that’s open 24 hours. Any Maccy Ds nearby here? Actually wait… I’ll look it up…” The singer fished his phone out of his pocket and typed rapidly. Within seconds a grin appeared on his pale face. He held up the screen so that Rene could see. Apparently there was a McDonald’s 150 meters away that had reopened just tonight. “Ooh… a reopened McDonald’s? Sure! Why not?” Rene grinned and motioned Justin to lead the way, which he did. They headed back out onto the main street and turned left down it. In the distance they could see the gigantic Cathedral towering over the city, floodlit by many hundreds of spotlights. It was a rather formidable sight… The great Cathedral was built of black stone and possessed many fearsome and terrifying gargoyles that dangled horizontally from the sides of it. It was a sight for sore eyes indeed. A minute later, they arrived at the restaurant which incidentally faced the front of the Cathedral whose two gargantuan towers were floodlit. The pair entered the restaurant and went to the ordering desk. A spotty, thin and ragged teenager with a squeaky voice greeted them. “Good evening and welcome to the Grand Reopening of the Dom Plaz McDonald’s. How may I help you?” Justin pulled a black leather wallet with glittering gold trim out of his blue jeans pockets. Rene blanched and motioned to Justin to put his wallet away. “No no! I’ll pay!” Just smiled and gently put his hand on Rene’s shoulder. “No, don’t worry about it. Being me, I have plenty of money. I’ll pay and it will be my treat. What would you like?” Rene fell silent, blushing very redly. He nervously looked over the menu and finally settled on something. “C-can I have the Big Mac Large Meal please? With a banana milkshake…” “Sure! Can I get two of those please? Along with an Oreo McFlurry. Thank you.”
The spotty teenage server nodded his head in a bored manner and processed the order. Justin flicked open the wallet and pulled out a shiny gold card. After being given another bored nod by the spotty server, he tapped it daintily on the contactless payment machine which beeped loudly to show the large order had gone through. A noisy receipt printer sputtered into life and regurgitated the receipt which Justin took with a polite nod of thanks to the server. “We’ll bring the food over. Here’s your table number… 26.” Rene reached out and took the table number badge and the two went and sat down in a booth facing the great Cathedral. Rene pulled off his brown coat and gloves as he made himself comfortable. The singer, who had plopped himself down in the seat opposite Rene, did the same. Wearing only a thin t-shirt, Rene saw how incredibly thin and toned he was. This made Rene wonder how much he ate, if he even did! A small blush tinged Rene’s pale face. Justin noticed and smirk. “Am I correct in thinking that you are liking and admiring my toned body then, Mr BlushingGerman?” Rene blushed even harder and slowly nodded, swallowing nervously. Why was he blushing so much and making himself look so stupid?! He should be endearing himself, not making himself look like an overripe beetroot! He looked down and scratched his nose, still blushing madly. “Y-yes… it’s nice… Sorry… I really must s-sound like a stalker or something!” breathed Rene. His ears burned red in an ashamed manner as he uttered those words. He began to fiddle with his shirt buttons which were very loose on his own extremely thin body. However, before Justin could make a response, a uniformed waiter bustled over carrying a tray with their food. The waiter, a different yet spotty teenager, deposited their food and disappeared back into the kitchens. Rene took the well timed opportunity to grab his burger and fries. Justin did the same. The young German unboxed his burger and rather ravenously took a huge bite out of it with much gusto. He hadn’t eaten anything in hours so he felt rather hungry! The soft sesame seeded bun gave way to a juicy and chargrilled burger, which in turn gave way to more bun and more burger. Rich melted cheese oozed from between the patties, accompanied by the delicious tangy and slightly spicy flavour of the Big Mac sauce. Rene pulled his full mouth away from the burger, a slight drip of sauce clinging to his pale chin. Chewing with absolute hunger, he swallowed the mouthful and licked his lips for any remaining splodges of sauce. Over the other side of the table, Justin was hungry taking a small bit himself, albeit in a refined and classy manner befitting of his high status and fame. “Ooh yeah… delicious… not eaten anything all day!” Rene smirked for the first time since meeting with Justin. Food obviously did him a morale boost.
“Singing never ever ceases to get both myself and this stomach famished! And when I’m hungry, I eat like a horse… talking of that, this likely won’t be enough food for me…!” Justin nodded, swallowing his mouthful and grinning. Rene only barely audibly grunted in reply as he swiftly finished off the rest of his burger. He began to ruthlessly devour his fries and gulp down his drink. He had never been so famished in all his life. Opposite him Justin was doing the same. Within a matter of a few minutes that zoomed past like a rocket, they had both finished their meals and were craving more. “Hey um Rene? Would you like another burger or something? I’m still kind of hugely starving so I thought I’d go get some more.” “Oh yes please if that’s ok. I’ll have the same as you. I’m pretty hungry as well…!” smiled Rene. He wiped his lips with a napkin from a pile of them that were on the tray. Justin stood up slowly, wiping his hands on one of the napkins that were to hand. He went over to the ordering desk and came back thirty seconds later. He sat down with a small sigh and took a sip from his drink. He sucked on the straw slowly as if he was thinking deeply then swallowed and straightened up. “So, how long have you lived in Cologne for? It must be a really nice place here, especially with all the history here.” “All my life really. And yeah, it’s nice here but it was heavily bombed during the second world war so a lot of it is a reconstruction. Unfortunate yeah…” Before Justin could continue the conversation, the waiter arrived again and deposited yet another tray of food, while at the same time picking up the empty first one. “Enjoy your meal folks…” he said in a bored tone before slouching away. On this second tray was yet another pair of Big Macs accompanied with more fries and this time some cheese bite things that looked and smelled absolutely delicious. They both eagerly grabbed their respective burgers before their fries – burgers were always the best out of any McDonald’s meal! – and slowly began to open the cardboard box of their burgers. Just after the pair unboxed their second Big Macs and prepared to take a bite out of them, circus music began playing overhead from loudspeakers built into the white ceiling. In unison, Justin and Rene looked up and as they did so, a huge blur of colours rushed past them. Both jumped in surprise and dropped their Big Mac burgers in unison back into their cardboard boxes as a clown dressed in red, white, blue and yellow, without a shadow of a doubt Ronald McDonald (or at the very utmost least an actor impersonating him) rushed past. The pair, in unison, turned their heads just in the nick of time to see the extremely vibrantly coloured clown come to a stand still at the ordering counter. “What the…?”
Rene turned his head back to look at Justin. He looked a little dumbstruck – his usually straight and handsome face was distorted with a very confused and questioning expression.
Rene smirked a little bit and snorted quietly with laughter. It was quite funny seeing Justin look so confused! “I… have got absolute no remote idea what that is all about Justin!” Rene smirked again and went back to his Big Mac, eager to devour it. His belly wasn’t full enough and he was still hungry for yet more food. He picked up the burger and bit into it, the sauce between the bun seeping out at the sides and onto the corners of his lips. Some of the sauce dripped into the box again, just waiting… begging to be wiped up either by means of fingers or fries. The taste of the burger washed over Rene’s tongue. He chewed slowly and swallowed. Over on the other side, Justin was doing the same – taking large bites out of his Big Mac, getting a saucy face and overall enjoying himself. Meanwhile, as they were hungrily tucking into their latest round of burgers, the serving team was deep in conversation with the colourful clown. Each member kept glancing at Rene and Justin, either smirking or looking somewhat perturbed and disturbed by what was being said between the group. Neither the world famous singer nor Rene heard the clown giggling maniacally at the plan he was hatching with the staff members. There was a slight “ohhh” from most of the staff members as the realised the devilish clown Ronald’s plan and then they returned to their normal posts. Some were smirking and others were just looking plain evil. The clown turned his attention to Rene and Justin, grinning from ear to ear. Anyone with a slight bit of sense would have felt extremely nervous and wary of the clown’s smile but as this was a McDonald’s restaurant… it was normal. Ronald bounded over to Rene and Justin, his comically oversized shoes making weird and unsettling “THOP” sounds as they impacted on the polished and shiny floor. “Helllooooo there my two fine lads! How are you doing? Enjoying your meals…?” The sudden appearance and loudness of the colourful clown made the feasting pair jump out of their skins. Justin dropped his half-finished burger, again back into the cardboard box from where it came, with Rene just knocking over his pot of barbecue sauce that had been reserved for his crispy fries. Ronald grinned widely, showing some perfect pearly white teeth before launching into his loud speech. “Having heard from my dearest co-workers here how you two fine fellows have a bit of a large sounding appetite. And from what I can see… I see you two have already tucked away two Big Mac burgers already…! Well, one and a half for you...!” Ronald playfully prodded Justin’s flat midsection, eliciting an annoyed and confused “heyyy!” from the singer. Justin frowned and swatted away the white gloved finger that still hovered over his middle. “No touching me please! I don’t like people touching me, let alone my middle!” Ronald cackled and retracted his finger, still grinning very widely. He stuffed his left hand into his yellow trouser pocket and brought out a fidget spinner which he began to twirl around in an absent minded manner.
“So my fine fellows… may I interest you both in an eating contest of sorts…? I think you’d both looooove this!” Rene gulped and looked down at his knees. He did like eating competitions but always fell behind and eventually lost. He felt the dastardly clown’s eyes boring into the top of his head, seeming into his very mind, willing… begging… almost demanding him to say “yes”. Rene shakily brought his head up level with Justin’s. Rene could see in Justin’s expression that he was both pretty much revolted by what he’d been asked yet also at the same time considering it very deeply. The singer put a hand on his shirted belly for just a second and then nodded, looking quite firm and mischievous now. “Yes. I will do that. What about you, Mr Blushing-German?” Rene was more than a bit dumbstruck. Why was a world famous singer involving himself in something so small and petty like an eating contest? He couldn’t fathom it but as the clown Ronald McDonald’s eyes were boring into his along with Justin’s own eyes, he had to agree. Without uttering a single word or sound, Rene nodded slowly, head bowed down in embarrassment. “Yeah ok. I’ll do it. It sounds like it could be something fun to try out anyway. What does it mean we’re going to need to do?” The brown haired youth looked up at the still unnervingly grinning clown in a slightly apprehensive manner. He didn’t entirely trust him whatsoever. The way that grin never wavered… the way he kept staring into their eyes like he was searching for their very souls… it all sent shivers down Rene’s spine. It seemed like Ronald was being quite subtly passive aggressive. He didn’t like that one bit. “Well well! I am glad you both agreed! I didn’t catch your names… please enlighten me!” “I’m Rene. Rene Muller. Nice to meet you.” “I am Justin Bieber. Yeah, THE Justin Bieber. The Canadian singer who everyone hates and thinks is gay.” Ronald McDonald’s vividly painted eyebrows shot up and tucked themselves away under his orange wig. He was both very surprised and very elated. “A celebrity? Good! Colleagues, bring out the burgers!” Ronald did a weird sort of twirl and cartwheeled to the side just as the door to the kitchen was flung open with a loud bang. At least six members of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray of steaming burgers. Both Rene and Justin caught sight of the spectacle before them and both their jaws dropped open in dread and surprise. Behind them Ronald cackled gleefully, doing a weird sort of pirouette. “Behold my lads, your challenge! I want you to eat as many of these wonderfully delicious double cheese burgers as your bellies can stomach in ten minutes! The loser has to eat all the other’s remaining burgers and then all the burgers this restaurant has to offer. Do me proud and eat! Feast! Gorge!”
The trays that Rene and Justin had been eating were swept away and replaced with a single new tray of… Rene did a quick count… a tray of 42 double cheeseburgers! Rene gulped and looked at Ronald who was now holding a stopwatch. “3, 2, 1… GOOOO!” Justin, who’s smug look had been replaced with one of pure horror but nevertheless, he took a burger and stuffed it into his mouth. He soon began to take on a competitive look. Rene did the same and began to devour burgers. Burger after burger disappeared down their greedy throats. Every few minutes they had to take a sip of drink – Ronald had provided those himself – so that their throats didn’t dry out and so that they didn’t choke. Halfway through the first tray of burgers, Rene paused and groaned, rubbing his full middle. He felt very bloated and swollen. Looking down, he was shocked to see that his belly was pressing against his shirt quite tightly. The buttons were digging into the flesh of his middle. Blushing, he unbuttoned his shirt and let his belly surge outwards, letting him breathe easier. He picked up two burgers and proceeded to devour them. Meanwhile, across the way, Justin had begun to suffer the same thing – he unbuttoned his overly tight shirt and then forged on, completely engrossed and determined to win this challenge. “Good good good! Keep eating!” Ronald was dancing and chattering in a gleeful manner. He hopped from foot to foot, cackling and wringing his hands. The sight of their rounding bellies seemed to make him even more energetic and animated if that was possible! The pair finished their first tray of burgers at the same time and the next two trays were swiftly put in their place. The burgers being unwrapped helped a lot. Rene had managed to keep himself pretty clean – the odd crumb of burger bun littered his lap and the top of his belly but Justin… he was covered in ketchup and didn’t seem to care. Rene picked up pace and ploughed through the first twelve burgers before he began to falter. He groaned, his overly bloated gut pressing against the table in a painful manner. It was grumbling and gurgling vociferously. He blushed out of embarrassment and bliss – he’d always loved having a full belly but in front of a major celebrity? No. Looking over, Rene saw Justin was struggling as well. He had a burger in his hand and was taking small bites but eventually gave up, huffing and puffing deeply, leaning his head against the table. “I-I give up! I can’t eat anymore! I’ll be sick!” muttered Rene. He was rubbing his huge gut gingerly, feeling how full it was. “Yeah… me too…” breathed Justin. “Right if that is the case let me work out who the loser is!” Ronald cheerfully totted up the number of uneaten burgers on both sides but then a frown came on his face. He counted them again and then a huge, malicious grin spread across his face. He cackled demonically. “Both of you have tied which means you both LOSE! Colleagues! Bring out the Milkshake Monster Machine!”
“W-w-w-wait what?! We don’t want more; we want to go!” argued Rene. “No, you must stay!” grinned the clown. He pushed Rene back down with his foot and beeped his red nose mischievously. The door to the kitchens again banged open and a large milkshake machine trailing tubes that led back into the kitchen was pushed out into the restaurant area. The staff members pushing it left it near the clown who promptly picked two face harnesses off hooks on the side along with a pair of two-inch-wide hoses. He went to Rene first and jabbed the hose into his mouth before strapping it to his face. Rene offered no resistance as he was too tired and heavy from all the burgers he’d eaten. The evil clown went over to Justin as well who fought weakly but was subdued. The clown hopped over to the machine, cackling and then pressed a green button on the control panel. The machine whirred into life and before either could react, a steady stream of cool banana milkshake began to flood down the feeding tubes lodged in their mouths. They had to swallow otherwise they’d suffocate. The milkshake flowed down their gullets and into their already huge bellies, further swelling them out. “Oh my golly goodness gosh! You two are going to be so lovely and huge!!” sang the clown as he pirouetted and cartwheeled mockingly. Rene groaned, feeling his flesh writhe as more milkshake was forced into him. He could only sit there as he felt his trousers tighten and eventually rip as he was fed more. Horrific gurgling sounds came from his gut. He blushed but felt far too weak to do anything other than groan. He had swollen to about five feet across. Just was bigger, likely because he was being fed more as he was the “big” star. He was around seven feet across now. The staff members had fled the restaurant after a warning given by Ronald… and for good reason. For within just a few minutes Rene heard a creaking sound. He snapped his head around and saw that Justin was pressing against the ceiling now which was bowing outwards. Justin was flailing weakly but to no avail. Suddenly, the flow increased dramatically. Rene yelled and began to flail as well as he felt his swelling increase. Within a couple of minutes, he too was pressing against the ceiling. Both their bellies were squashed together and emitting awful glorps and gurgles. Ronald was now singing a jolly song and seemed to be enjoying himself much more than the other two were. “MMMFFFF!!” Rene yelled as best he could – he wanted this over! He couldn’t take much more! He felt his back grind against the ceiling which gave way under the pressure. Ceiling panels and wood rained down below, the sadistic clown dodging everything with ease. He then grinned up at the two and cartwheeled OUT of the restaurant, leaving the milkshake machine running at full throttle! That left the pair to meet their fate and swell more. Soon enough Rene and Justin felt their bellies pressing against the walls. The pressure within the building itself was beginning to grow… they could feel the walls crack and crumble as their unnaturally swollen bellies grew too big… ‘I can’t take much more of this!’ thought Rene in terror.
Suddenly, the walls gave way. Bricks and wood and metal flew through the air as the building finally came apart. The huge pressure relief allowed Justin and Rene’s bellies to explode outwards, jiggling and rippling alarmingly. Just as that happened, a section of roof caved in on the machine, crushing it and therefore finally ending their swelling. But that wasn’t the end of their torment… “Congratulations! You both win free McDonald’s Meals for a lifetime!” Ronald McDonald was down below cheering and applauding them. As if a lifetime’s worth of free meals was what they wanted…! They were stuck like this! Oh when would this nightmare ever end?!
Burger Capers
By DragonInflator
Cologne was a world famous city in Germany. It was very widely noted for its enormous Cathedral and many beautiful medieval churches. For the food lovers among the world, Cologne was also well known throughout the entire world as being a fantastic place to go and get something to eat. Rene Muller, an average height and thin 20-year-old, was making his way to the stage door of a concert hall not too far from the Basilica of St Kunibert. He was shivering with suppressed excitement as he was about to meet with and go out with Justin Bieber, the world renowned Canadian singer. Being a cold January evening, the streets were littered with grit salt which had been spread in anticipation of frost and ice. The cobbled road beneath Rene’s feet crunched slightly and quietly as he trod on the grit. He checked the watch on his gloved left hand and sped up to a slight jog. He was going to be late if he wasn’t careful! Luckily for him, the concert hall was just around the corner. Above the sound of his feet hitting the ground as he jogged, he could hear the many thousands of concert goers cheering and hollering and whistling their appreciation. Justin’s concert must have just ended. Rene turned down a small, dimly lit alleyway that led off the main, lit street behind. A door built into the brick wall of the concert hall stood to the left around 20 meters in front of him. Rene went to it and neatened himself up, brushing his brown hair back out of his face with a comb he had fished from his pocket. He was breathing a little shallowly, his breath coming in big steamy plumes out of his mouth. The minutes ticked by slowly. As he stood there, the cold began to seep through his various layers and into his thin body, making him shiver and draw his warming clothes tighter about his small figure. Finally, after what felt like hours, the steel door opened. Rene was caught unawares and jumped in surprise as he felt the cold steel of the door press into his back. Just himself emerged from the concert hall, accompanied by a rush of hot air from within. The singer was wearing a black coat with a scarf and black woolly gloves. He smiled when he saw Rene. “Hello! You must be Rene, right?” Rene blushed and nodded a little nervously. The singer’s cute Canadian accent was very evident! “Hi! Yeah I’m Rene, Rene Muller, good to meet you finally! I’m like your biggest fan!” Justin smirked, showing his two rows of glistening white teeth. “Why thank you! That means a lot! Now… what shall we do? I don’t know about you but I am rather hungry… Shall we go get a bite to eat? Or would you rather go and do something else? As you’re a resident of Cologne I’m under the impression that you know all the nooks
and crannies and corners and alleyways of this fine city. I’ll leave it to you to decide what we do!” Justin looked at Rene with a mixture of both a quizzical expression and an expectant expression, showing he was waiting for Rene to formulate the pair a plan of action to use for the night. A slight rumble of hunger came from Justin’s midriff, making him blush and look away slightly. Rene’s own face reddened considerable at the sound as well. “Y-yeah sure, we can go and get something to eat! But where do you want to go? It’s quite late so nearly all the restaurants will be closed now.” Justin rubbed his chin slightly and drew his coat closer to him. “Hmm… well if that is the case then we should go to McDonald’s or somewhere that’s open 24 hours. Any Maccy Ds nearby here? Actually wait… I’ll look it up…” The singer fished his phone out of his pocket and typed rapidly. Within seconds a grin appeared on his pale face. He held up the screen so that Rene could see. Apparently there was a McDonald’s 150 meters away that had reopened just tonight. “Ooh… a reopened McDonald’s? Sure! Why not?” Rene grinned and motioned Justin to lead the way, which he did. They headed back out onto the main street and turned left down it. In the distance they could see the gigantic Cathedral towering over the city, floodlit by many hundreds of spotlights. It was a rather formidable sight… The great Cathedral was built of black stone and possessed many fearsome and terrifying gargoyles that dangled horizontally from the sides of it. It was a sight for sore eyes indeed. A minute later, they arrived at the restaurant which incidentally faced the front of the Cathedral whose two gargantuan towers were floodlit. The pair entered the restaurant and went to the ordering desk. A spotty, thin and ragged teenager with a squeaky voice greeted them. “Good evening and welcome to the Grand Reopening of the Dom Plaz McDonald’s. How may I help you?” Justin pulled a black leather wallet with glittering gold trim out of his blue jeans pockets. Rene blanched and motioned to Justin to put his wallet away. “No no! I’ll pay!” Just smiled and gently put his hand on Rene’s shoulder. “No, don’t worry about it. Being me, I have plenty of money. I’ll pay and it will be my treat. What would you like?” Rene fell silent, blushing very redly. He nervously looked over the menu and finally settled on something. “C-can I have the Big Mac Large Meal please? With a banana milkshake…” “Sure! Can I get two of those please? Along with an Oreo McFlurry. Thank you.”
The spotty teenage server nodded his head in a bored manner and processed the order. Justin flicked open the wallet and pulled out a shiny gold card. After being given another bored nod by the spotty server, he tapped it daintily on the contactless payment machine which beeped loudly to show the large order had gone through. A noisy receipt printer sputtered into life and regurgitated the receipt which Justin took with a polite nod of thanks to the server. “We’ll bring the food over. Here’s your table number… 26.” Rene reached out and took the table number badge and the two went and sat down in a booth facing the great Cathedral. Rene pulled off his brown coat and gloves as he made himself comfortable. The singer, who had plopped himself down in the seat opposite Rene, did the same. Wearing only a thin t-shirt, Rene saw how incredibly thin and toned he was. This made Rene wonder how much he ate, if he even did! A small blush tinged Rene’s pale face. Justin noticed and smirk. “Am I correct in thinking that you are liking and admiring my toned body then, Mr BlushingGerman?” Rene blushed even harder and slowly nodded, swallowing nervously. Why was he blushing so much and making himself look so stupid?! He should be endearing himself, not making himself look like an overripe beetroot! He looked down and scratched his nose, still blushing madly. “Y-yes… it’s nice… Sorry… I really must s-sound like a stalker or something!” breathed Rene. His ears burned red in an ashamed manner as he uttered those words. He began to fiddle with his shirt buttons which were very loose on his own extremely thin body. However, before Justin could make a response, a uniformed waiter bustled over carrying a tray with their food. The waiter, a different yet spotty teenager, deposited their food and disappeared back into the kitchens. Rene took the well timed opportunity to grab his burger and fries. Justin did the same. The young German unboxed his burger and rather ravenously took a huge bite out of it with much gusto. He hadn’t eaten anything in hours so he felt rather hungry! The soft sesame seeded bun gave way to a juicy and chargrilled burger, which in turn gave way to more bun and more burger. Rich melted cheese oozed from between the patties, accompanied by the delicious tangy and slightly spicy flavour of the Big Mac sauce. Rene pulled his full mouth away from the burger, a slight drip of sauce clinging to his pale chin. Chewing with absolute hunger, he swallowed the mouthful and licked his lips for any remaining splodges of sauce. Over the other side of the table, Justin was hungry taking a small bit himself, albeit in a refined and classy manner befitting of his high status and fame. “Ooh yeah… delicious… not eaten anything all day!” Rene smirked for the first time since meeting with Justin. Food obviously did him a morale boost.
“Singing never ever ceases to get both myself and this stomach famished! And when I’m hungry, I eat like a horse… talking of that, this likely won’t be enough food for me…!” Justin nodded, swallowing his mouthful and grinning. Rene only barely audibly grunted in reply as he swiftly finished off the rest of his burger. He began to ruthlessly devour his fries and gulp down his drink. He had never been so famished in all his life. Opposite him Justin was doing the same. Within a matter of a few minutes that zoomed past like a rocket, they had both finished their meals and were craving more. “Hey um Rene? Would you like another burger or something? I’m still kind of hugely starving so I thought I’d go get some more.” “Oh yes please if that’s ok. I’ll have the same as you. I’m pretty hungry as well…!” smiled Rene. He wiped his lips with a napkin from a pile of them that were on the tray. Justin stood up slowly, wiping his hands on one of the napkins that were to hand. He went over to the ordering desk and came back thirty seconds later. He sat down with a small sigh and took a sip from his drink. He sucked on the straw slowly as if he was thinking deeply then swallowed and straightened up. “So, how long have you lived in Cologne for? It must be a really nice place here, especially with all the history here.” “All my life really. And yeah, it’s nice here but it was heavily bombed during the second world war so a lot of it is a reconstruction. Unfortunate yeah…” Before Justin could continue the conversation, the waiter arrived again and deposited yet another tray of food, while at the same time picking up the empty first one. “Enjoy your meal folks…” he said in a bored tone before slouching away. On this second tray was yet another pair of Big Macs accompanied with more fries and this time some cheese bite things that looked and smelled absolutely delicious. They both eagerly grabbed their respective burgers before their fries – burgers were always the best out of any McDonald’s meal! – and slowly began to open the cardboard box of their burgers. Just after the pair unboxed their second Big Macs and prepared to take a bite out of them, circus music began playing overhead from loudspeakers built into the white ceiling. In unison, Justin and Rene looked up and as they did so, a huge blur of colours rushed past them. Both jumped in surprise and dropped their Big Mac burgers in unison back into their cardboard boxes as a clown dressed in red, white, blue and yellow, without a shadow of a doubt Ronald McDonald (or at the very utmost least an actor impersonating him) rushed past. The pair, in unison, turned their heads just in the nick of time to see the extremely vibrantly coloured clown come to a stand still at the ordering counter. “What the…?”
Rene turned his head back to look at Justin. He looked a little dumbstruck – his usually straight and handsome face was distorted with a very confused and questioning expression.
Rene smirked a little bit and snorted quietly with laughter. It was quite funny seeing Justin look so confused! “I… have got absolute no remote idea what that is all about Justin!” Rene smirked again and went back to his Big Mac, eager to devour it. His belly wasn’t full enough and he was still hungry for yet more food. He picked up the burger and bit into it, the sauce between the bun seeping out at the sides and onto the corners of his lips. Some of the sauce dripped into the box again, just waiting… begging to be wiped up either by means of fingers or fries. The taste of the burger washed over Rene’s tongue. He chewed slowly and swallowed. Over on the other side, Justin was doing the same – taking large bites out of his Big Mac, getting a saucy face and overall enjoying himself. Meanwhile, as they were hungrily tucking into their latest round of burgers, the serving team was deep in conversation with the colourful clown. Each member kept glancing at Rene and Justin, either smirking or looking somewhat perturbed and disturbed by what was being said between the group. Neither the world famous singer nor Rene heard the clown giggling maniacally at the plan he was hatching with the staff members. There was a slight “ohhh” from most of the staff members as the realised the devilish clown Ronald’s plan and then they returned to their normal posts. Some were smirking and others were just looking plain evil. The clown turned his attention to Rene and Justin, grinning from ear to ear. Anyone with a slight bit of sense would have felt extremely nervous and wary of the clown’s smile but as this was a McDonald’s restaurant… it was normal. Ronald bounded over to Rene and Justin, his comically oversized shoes making weird and unsettling “THOP” sounds as they impacted on the polished and shiny floor. “Helllooooo there my two fine lads! How are you doing? Enjoying your meals…?” The sudden appearance and loudness of the colourful clown made the feasting pair jump out of their skins. Justin dropped his half-finished burger, again back into the cardboard box from where it came, with Rene just knocking over his pot of barbecue sauce that had been reserved for his crispy fries. Ronald grinned widely, showing some perfect pearly white teeth before launching into his loud speech. “Having heard from my dearest co-workers here how you two fine fellows have a bit of a large sounding appetite. And from what I can see… I see you two have already tucked away two Big Mac burgers already…! Well, one and a half for you...!” Ronald playfully prodded Justin’s flat midsection, eliciting an annoyed and confused “heyyy!” from the singer. Justin frowned and swatted away the white gloved finger that still hovered over his middle. “No touching me please! I don’t like people touching me, let alone my middle!” Ronald cackled and retracted his finger, still grinning very widely. He stuffed his left hand into his yellow trouser pocket and brought out a fidget spinner which he began to twirl around in an absent minded manner.
“So my fine fellows… may I interest you both in an eating contest of sorts…? I think you’d both looooove this!” Rene gulped and looked down at his knees. He did like eating competitions but always fell behind and eventually lost. He felt the dastardly clown’s eyes boring into the top of his head, seeming into his very mind, willing… begging… almost demanding him to say “yes”. Rene shakily brought his head up level with Justin’s. Rene could see in Justin’s expression that he was both pretty much revolted by what he’d been asked yet also at the same time considering it very deeply. The singer put a hand on his shirted belly for just a second and then nodded, looking quite firm and mischievous now. “Yes. I will do that. What about you, Mr Blushing-German?” Rene was more than a bit dumbstruck. Why was a world famous singer involving himself in something so small and petty like an eating contest? He couldn’t fathom it but as the clown Ronald McDonald’s eyes were boring into his along with Justin’s own eyes, he had to agree. Without uttering a single word or sound, Rene nodded slowly, head bowed down in embarrassment. “Yeah ok. I’ll do it. It sounds like it could be something fun to try out anyway. What does it mean we’re going to need to do?” The brown haired youth looked up at the still unnervingly grinning clown in a slightly apprehensive manner. He didn’t entirely trust him whatsoever. The way that grin never wavered… the way he kept staring into their eyes like he was searching for their very souls… it all sent shivers down Rene’s spine. It seemed like Ronald was being quite subtly passive aggressive. He didn’t like that one bit. “Well well! I am glad you both agreed! I didn’t catch your names… please enlighten me!” “I’m Rene. Rene Muller. Nice to meet you.” “I am Justin Bieber. Yeah, THE Justin Bieber. The Canadian singer who everyone hates and thinks is gay.” Ronald McDonald’s vividly painted eyebrows shot up and tucked themselves away under his orange wig. He was both very surprised and very elated. “A celebrity? Good! Colleagues, bring out the burgers!” Ronald did a weird sort of twirl and cartwheeled to the side just as the door to the kitchen was flung open with a loud bang. At least six members of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray of steaming burgers. Both Rene and Justin caught sight of the spectacle before them and both their jaws dropped open in dread and surprise. Behind them Ronald cackled gleefully, doing a weird sort of pirouette. “Behold my lads, your challenge! I want you to eat as many of these wonderfully delicious double cheese burgers as your bellies can stomach in ten minutes! The loser has to eat all the other’s remaining burgers and then all the burgers this restaurant has to offer. Do me proud and eat! Feast! Gorge!”
The trays that Rene and Justin had been eating were swept away and replaced with a single new tray of… Rene did a quick count… a tray of 42 double cheeseburgers! Rene gulped and looked at Ronald who was now holding a stopwatch. “3, 2, 1… GOOOO!” Justin, who’s smug look had been replaced with one of pure horror but nevertheless, he took a burger and stuffed it into his mouth. He soon began to take on a competitive look. Rene did the same and began to devour burgers. Burger after burger disappeared down their greedy throats. Every few minutes they had to take a sip of drink – Ronald had provided those himself – so that their throats didn’t dry out and so that they didn’t choke. Halfway through the first tray of burgers, Rene paused and groaned, rubbing his full middle. He felt very bloated and swollen. Looking down, he was shocked to see that his belly was pressing against his shirt quite tightly. The buttons were digging into the flesh of his middle. Blushing, he unbuttoned his shirt and let his belly surge outwards, letting him breathe easier. He picked up two burgers and proceeded to devour them. Meanwhile, across the way, Justin had begun to suffer the same thing – he unbuttoned his overly tight shirt and then forged on, completely engrossed and determined to win this challenge. “Good good good! Keep eating!” Ronald was dancing and chattering in a gleeful manner. He hopped from foot to foot, cackling and wringing his hands. The sight of their rounding bellies seemed to make him even more energetic and animated if that was possible! The pair finished their first tray of burgers at the same time and the next two trays were swiftly put in their place. The burgers being unwrapped helped a lot. Rene had managed to keep himself pretty clean – the odd crumb of burger bun littered his lap and the top of his belly but Justin… he was covered in ketchup and didn’t seem to care. Rene picked up pace and ploughed through the first twelve burgers before he began to falter. He groaned, his overly bloated gut pressing against the table in a painful manner. It was grumbling and gurgling vociferously. He blushed out of embarrassment and bliss – he’d always loved having a full belly but in front of a major celebrity? No. Looking over, Rene saw Justin was struggling as well. He had a burger in his hand and was taking small bites but eventually gave up, huffing and puffing deeply, leaning his head against the table. “I-I give up! I can’t eat anymore! I’ll be sick!” muttered Rene. He was rubbing his huge gut gingerly, feeling how full it was. “Yeah… me too…” breathed Justin. “Right if that is the case let me work out who the loser is!” Ronald cheerfully totted up the number of uneaten burgers on both sides but then a frown came on his face. He counted them again and then a huge, malicious grin spread across his face. He cackled demonically. “Both of you have tied which means you both LOSE! Colleagues! Bring out the Milkshake Monster Machine!”
“W-w-w-wait what?! We don’t want more; we want to go!” argued Rene. “No, you must stay!” grinned the clown. He pushed Rene back down with his foot and beeped his red nose mischievously. The door to the kitchens again banged open and a large milkshake machine trailing tubes that led back into the kitchen was pushed out into the restaurant area. The staff members pushing it left it near the clown who promptly picked two face harnesses off hooks on the side along with a pair of two-inch-wide hoses. He went to Rene first and jabbed the hose into his mouth before strapping it to his face. Rene offered no resistance as he was too tired and heavy from all the burgers he’d eaten. The evil clown went over to Justin as well who fought weakly but was subdued. The clown hopped over to the machine, cackling and then pressed a green button on the control panel. The machine whirred into life and before either could react, a steady stream of cool banana milkshake began to flood down the feeding tubes lodged in their mouths. They had to swallow otherwise they’d suffocate. The milkshake flowed down their gullets and into their already huge bellies, further swelling them out. “Oh my golly goodness gosh! You two are going to be so lovely and huge!!” sang the clown as he pirouetted and cartwheeled mockingly. Rene groaned, feeling his flesh writhe as more milkshake was forced into him. He could only sit there as he felt his trousers tighten and eventually rip as he was fed more. Horrific gurgling sounds came from his gut. He blushed but felt far too weak to do anything other than groan. He had swollen to about five feet across. Just was bigger, likely because he was being fed more as he was the “big” star. He was around seven feet across now. The staff members had fled the restaurant after a warning given by Ronald… and for good reason. For within just a few minutes Rene heard a creaking sound. He snapped his head around and saw that Justin was pressing against the ceiling now which was bowing outwards. Justin was flailing weakly but to no avail. Suddenly, the flow increased dramatically. Rene yelled and began to flail as well as he felt his swelling increase. Within a couple of minutes, he too was pressing against the ceiling. Both their bellies were squashed together and emitting awful glorps and gurgles. Ronald was now singing a jolly song and seemed to be enjoying himself much more than the other two were. “MMMFFFF!!” Rene yelled as best he could – he wanted this over! He couldn’t take much more! He felt his back grind against the ceiling which gave way under the pressure. Ceiling panels and wood rained down below, the sadistic clown dodging everything with ease. He then grinned up at the two and cartwheeled OUT of the restaurant, leaving the milkshake machine running at full throttle! That left the pair to meet their fate and swell more. Soon enough Rene and Justin felt their bellies pressing against the walls. The pressure within the building itself was beginning to grow… they could feel the walls crack and crumble as their unnaturally swollen bellies grew too big… ‘I can’t take much more of this!’ thought Rene in terror.
Suddenly, the walls gave way. Bricks and wood and metal flew through the air as the building finally came apart. The huge pressure relief allowed Justin and Rene’s bellies to explode outwards, jiggling and rippling alarmingly. Just as that happened, a section of roof caved in on the machine, crushing it and therefore finally ending their swelling. But that wasn’t the end of their torment… “Congratulations! You both win free McDonald’s Meals for a lifetime!” Ronald McDonald was down below cheering and applauding them. As if a lifetime’s worth of free meals was what they wanted…! They were stuck like this! Oh when would this nightmare ever end?!
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