The Target bakery is a dangerous place. As they turned the corner, the smell of butter and artificial vanilla wrapped around them like a warm blanket. Felicity immediately grabbed a six-pack of the frosted sugar cookies—the ones with the crunchy rainbow sprinkles.
"I think I ate a Target," Felicity whispered, leaning against the trunk. Nikki And Felicity Belly Stuffing -Part 1- Target
Stay tuned for Part 2, where Nikki and Felicity attempt the "Midnight Snack Run" and discover the limits of the human stomach... and Target’s return policy. Disclaimer: This article is a work of fiction based on niche internet culture (feederism/stuffing fetish narratives). It is intended for adult readers who understand the context of consensual fantasy scenarios. Please eat responsibly. The Target bakery is a dangerous place
This is the story of Part 1 of their infamous "Belly Stuffing" saga. "I think I ate a Target," Felicity whispered,
Neither of them moved. They couldn't. They were anchored to the tile floor by the sheer weight of processed food.