My friend Vanessa took me out for dinner because she wanted to thank me for throwing her a surprise birthday party. The party had just finished about an hour before we went, so my stomach was still very full. But I didn't have the heart to tell her I wasn't hungry, so I decided to just suck it up and eat anyway. It was about 9:00 pm when we left, so she decided to take me to McDonald's. My belly immediately started to churn the second we pulled into the parking lot. I knew what McDonald's did to my stomach, but again, I didn't want her to feel bad. So we went in and she ordered a 5 hamburgers, 4 orders of chicken nuggets, 7 large fries, and four large drinks, two for each of us. I gulped, and silently prayed I would be able to finish all that food without getting sick. We sat down at a table in the back. The restaurant was surprisingly empty. She smiled at me and set the food down in front of us. I hesitantly began to eat. She stopped eating after only 2 hamburgers, half the chicken nuggets, 3 of the large fries, and her two drinks. I groaned softly, knowing I was the one who had to finish the rest. I forced myself to keep eating until I had finally finished every last bite. By that time, my belly was so bloated, my tight t-shirt couldn't even cover it anymore. I was embarrassed, and I just wanted to go home and rub my poor belly. Then Vanessa, who apparently didn't notice my bloated belly, decided to order us some ice cream. With a lot of effort, I managed to cram that into my already full to bursting tummy. Now my stomach was really huge. It was then that Vanessa finally noticed the fact that my huge bloated belly was no longer covered by my shirt. It was rumbling and gurgling really loudly. I felt so full, I could barely even move. She immediatly realized what she had done, and began apologizing worriedly, fearing I might get sick. I told her I was fine, which I wasn't, but I didn't think I needed to make her feel any worse. I felt someone rubbing my belly gently and I looked down to see Vanessa reaching under the table, her hand gently massaging my aching tummy. She put her arm around my waist and helped me stand, since I was doubled over holding my belly. The whole way home, she just kept saying how sorry she was. When we finally got back, she took me into my room and set me down on the bed. She removed my shirt and hers, and began rubbing my huge tummy. We ended up falling asleep together, her skinny belly touching my bloated one.