Drinky arrives home and staggering. She worked as a waitress. She complains that she got fired because of drinking on the job. She denies that she drinks too much ever in her work life – maybe one or two encouraging drinks very rarely – anyways, now she is practically driven into having a calmative drink. She gets some bottles, staggers to the sofa and sits down. She drinks greedily from her bottles, hiccups and recognizes that she puts on some weight. She pets her belly and needs to burp. When her belly petting hand slides downwards she recognizes something in her pocket. She takes out a c...

Drinky arrives home and staggering. She worked as a waitress. She complains that she got fired because of drinking on the job. She denies that she drinks too much ever in her work life – maybe one or two encouraging drinks very rarely – anyways, now she is practically driven into having a calmative drink. She gets some bottles, staggers to the sofa and sits down. She drinks greedily from her bottles, hiccups and recognizes that she puts on some weight. She pets her belly and needs to burp. When her belly petting hand slides downwards she recognizes something in her pocket. She takes out a credit card and remembers that a couple of days ago she got so fucking that she barely made it home (of course the customer was kind of her to drink – she kind of had to drink). Anyways when she was staggering back she almost felt down and found this card on the walkway. The name on the card is Mr. Chu. She giggles – that is this fucking rich business man who was always starring in her cleavage and got touchy. What an asshole. As her bottle is empty she has the idea that the next rounds are on Mr. Chu – for God’s sake you can order booze home delivery online. She giggles, hiccups and orders on her smartphone while she is fondling her belly. Scene 2 (3 min., belly size 2): Many days and way more calmative drinks later...> She has turned into a carefree alcoholic. She is totally, sitting/almost lying on the sofa. She is surrounded by empty bottles. She fondles her belly, hiccups regularly and sings with a heavy slurred voice of her drinking prowess, proclaiming that she has now enough money to buy hundreds, no thousands – better hundred thousand rounds. If she gets, she will just lie down where she is, fall resting, and start drinking again as soon as she gets up in the morning. When her bottle is empty, she has to move a bit to find a full/non-empty one. She talks with the bottle that she will assimilate the content of this beautiful bottle. While taking gulp after gulp she giggles that she is so fucking, way too Much. She complains giggling to the bottle that its content makes her belly fat. She fondles her belly and has to burp very loud. Finally, she falls resting with a last hiccup. Scene 3 (4 min., biggest possible belly size): After several weeks of non-stop calmativing...> Drinky is as usual sitting on the sofa. She drink from an almost empty bottle and hiccups. She giggles that it is just early in the morning and she is already . She finishes the bottle and is sad that it is empty. She checks the bottles around her but all are empty. She has to stand up but this takes a while as she has heavy balancing issues and is barely able to walk. She staggers heavily away. She returns with some full bottles. She continues drinking and pets her belly. She burps loud. She takes out the credit card and talks to it, asking if the card knows that it wears her down. She giggles – but she has accepted the challenge of Mr. Chu. She can drink more than the card gives money into the world. She raises the bottle and cheers to the revolution – and booze. She explains she wants to apply as a glamour model. She burps loud. Yeah, she could totally be one – attending parties, earning money, attending more parties. She drinks on that. Her hiccups become very loud from now. Suddenly she find a memo in the sofa: She reads out loud but slowly because of her super state. It is a business card from Mr. Chu. He is a model agent. And he wrote that she should visit him on his written private address. She giggles and decides to visit Chu tomorrow. She drinks on becoming a model, pets her fat belly and burps loud. END