James' gomad - chapter 4 (Patreon)

The encouragers watched the daily 2-minute compilation of James’s milk drinking. Each day, they would see him inflate in fast forward, reaching a new record each time. They saw just how round his belly was getting and how big his stomach capacity had become. It’s no surprise why they all requested a special challenge for this week’s live stream: they wanted to see him chug more than the famous YouTuber BadlandChugs. No time limit, just the maximum he could hold inside him at once.

Exceptionally, he didn’t drink milk at all during the entire day, waiting to chug it all in front of his excited audience. In fact, he didn’t eat either. He thought that hunger would help him in his challenge. Because of that, his belly was able to finally deflate a bit for the first time in weeks.

J: “Hi guys! Ready to watch your favorite bull destroy this challenge? Fill me up with milk until I’m about to burst!”

After two weeks of drinking this thick mixture of creatine and weight gainer, this plain 1% milk was like water to him. He chugged it in record time.

The first gallon wasn’t enough to fill his empty, shrunken-down stomach.

So he went for a second one.
And another.

He was unaware of just how much his stomach capacity has grown in the last few weeks, thinking that he was still only drinking 8 liters a day.

He was about to reach his maximum capacity but was too curious to see how far he could push himself.

The chat was going crazy. He was breaking a world record, live. James' belly was inflating in front of their eyes into a size they didn’t think would be possible.

The fourth gallon was a new record for him. 16 liter. He was in pain. He felt his skin and his abs stretching like never before.

There was a notification in the chat. A donation. 5000$.
It came with a message: “Drink a fifth gallon and you’ll be my god.”

He had never been worshipped so directly before. And most of the time, they admired his muscles. Now, his big belly, the one he thought was a burden during this month’s challenge, was being worshipped and loved by his viewers. In a flash, he suddenly imagined himself with the biggest belly the world had ever seen, an immense body dwarfing any form of life. He would grow fatter and fatter without ever stopping. His first gainer thought.

All of a sudden, this image, the adrenaline, and the cheering audience dulled his pain. He grabbed the fifth gallon and chugged. At that point, he didn’t care if he’ll burst. He fell so powerful, so invincible, that he had to finish it. The sphere squeaked and gurgled as it was pushed to record size. He sucked and inflate, bigger and bigger. When the last drop of milk was inside him, the milk balloon was bigger than a jumbo yoga ball.

He never felt as powerful, even when winning lifting contests. He knew that nobody, nobody, would be able to contain that much liquid at once. He slapped the side of his belly to assert his dominance. The 20 liters of milk sloshed from one side to the other. 44 pounds of liquid, making the gigantic sphere bounce for a whole minute.

It provoked the ending that the fans of Badland Chugs were craving.

“BBBBUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPP”

The biggest and longest burp ever recorded on camera. A second, although involuntary, the world record was broken in the same hour.

He closed the camera and dropped himself on the sofa, overjoyed. He explored the new stage of his growth with his hand, caressing his inflated body with a sense of awe. There was this familiar feeling of his belly stretching, but this time, his brain analyzed it differently. It wasn’t pain anymore. It was a pleasure.

Luke joined the fun and once again massage his bloated belly. He enjoyed how this time, it was bouncy and sloshing like a water balloon.

James was thrilled to be able to contain that much. He closed his eyes and lived the pleasure to the extreme. He imagined what amount of food this would represent. Eating and growing room-sized. He dreamt about stretching his mouth like a cartoon and swallowing an entire animal whole.

Until another familiar sensation would snap him out of his moment of joy: a pain in his inflated pecs.

J: “Oh no. Oooofff Luke, my pecs, they are full again!”

L: “Ok I’m on it.”

Luke once again jumped onto him like a baby hungry for his meal. As soon as he sucked, a gust of milk exploded into him, inflating him like a cartoon character plugged onto a fire hydrant. His flat belly turned into a fully round beer belly, as big as last time, and he only did one of James' pecs. When he drank from the other, he was reaching a new record size for him. He was painfully blown up like a milk balloon, but it felt so great to suck on that tit that he could have swallowed all the milk inside James' body. At the end of it all, his thin body was now sporting a 75-inch belly, so utterly round that it looked like a foreign object glued to his waist.

L: “Woof.”

Luke was used to seeing men stuffed others, but it was extremely pleasurable for him to be the inflatee for once. James took the occasion for small revenge for the GOMAD: he put his giant paw on the thin man balloon belly and squeezed. Lucas’s eyes and cheek expanded like a squeeze toy. They laughed a bit.

Then, right on cue, James' habitual bloat and gas from the milk always started 30 minutes after he emptied a bottle.
But now, it was gonna happen for 20 liters at once. His stomach started to emit a loud groan. Louder than ever.

J: “Oh shit oh shit oh shit…”

**GGROOOOOOOAAAAANNNNN**

The yoga ball-sized sphere was rapidly inflating on his lap. The pleasure reverted back to pain, as he was stretching way beyond his capacity.

During every second of his inflation, he thought he was gonna blow. But he only got bigger and bigger.

J: “Luke …help…me!”
L: “Oh! What do you want me to do?”

J: “I…don’t… know… I…don’t think… I can…inflate…like that… much… longer… Am I… gonna…pop?”

Luke wanted to run to the bathroom, but his bloated state wasn’t helping. He could only waddle, with over 2 gallons of James’ milk inside him. When he finally reached the pharmacy, he grabbed every digestion aid he could find. But his bloated state wasn’t helping. Even though it was only a 40 second run, James was already visibly larger when he came back. You could barely see his face, hidden behind his expanded body.

L: “Swallow this!”

Luke threw Alka-Seltzer by the handful inside James’ mouth, with 2 bottles of Pepto Bismol to help him swallow it all,  not knowing if it would do any good. He just wanted his lover to be okay, hoping he didn’t push him too far.

As soon as the Alka-Setlzer touched the gallons of milk inside him, they began to fizz, liberating bubbles like an erupting volcano.

J: “OOOOOHHHHHH What…did..you..do? OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH…”

The belly expanded a foot larger in every direction. Until it slowed down. A stretching sound could be heard. He had reached his maximum capacity. But the gas wasn’t done, and the fizzing continued. The couch under him was being buried under his massive growing body. He arches his back as far as he could to give space to his inflating guts, but it quickly filled all the empty space. It forced his legs to spread so wide that he thought his crotch would rip.

Instead of slowly growing, it stopped for a few seconds, and he instantly popped an inch bigger while screaming in pain. The muscles and the fat cells were torn apart, and new cells were created to fill the void. He was getting fatter instantaneously.

-OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH *POP!* (another inch) AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH *POP!* (another inch)

It continued for a few minutes, while the pops were more and more distanced, like popcorn. Until it stopped completely.

The pain was now completely dulled by the drugs.

J: “What the fuck happened… My belly never felt so…heavy…”

Luke pushed it with his finger to test its solidity, afraid that he would pop him open. The milk inside James was now solid. Lucas quickly searched on the web what was happening. It turns out that Alka-Seltzer was turning the milk into cheese!

J: “WHAAAAAATTT? Do you mean, I have a 45 pounds ball of solid cheese inside me? How am I supposed to digest that?”

L: “Woof. I don’t know… I think it’s gonna sit there for a while.”

(to be continued…)