When he heard the tavern was offering “all you can eat”, Gi’llieon knew immediately what was going to happen, both to him and the poor unsuspecting tavern.
After spending the whole morning eating, Gi’llieon heaved his belly onto the table. He was going to need a lot more room for his belly if he was really going to eat all he could.
A short while after noon, Gi’llieon needed a breather. His belly had gone from a soft, squishy mound to an enormous, swollen sphere. He unbuttoned his pants and after releasing some room shaking burps and giving his belly some tender rubs, he was ready to get back to it, much to the tavern keepers dismay.
For fear of him growing to wide for the taverns doors, the tavern keeper moved Gi’llieon outside, but the supply of food remained steady, and Gi’llieon kept eating and growing. As the sky faded to deep blue, the taverns food supply had been entirely depleted, and Gi’llieon let out a mighty belch. His belly had grown to be twice to size of the taverns doors and yet, after he summoned to tavern staff to rub his achingly swollen tummy he said smugly, “alright! Now bring on the main course!! I’m still starving!!