Finally, the secret weapon: The seasonal end cap. Pumpkin pie spice , two sleeves of Thin Mints (Girl Scout copycats), and a half-gallon of Eggnog —in October. Felicity shudders with anticipation.
This is where casual observers turn into horrified spectators. A mother with a toddler quickly packs her Happy Meal and leaves. Two teenage boys film from a distance. Nikki And Felicity Belly Stuffing -Part 1- Target
The Apple Fritter (“The Hubcap”) is split. They eat it like a pizza, fold by greasy, sugary fold. Felicity finishes her half in six bites. Her breathing changes—shallower, faster. Her stomach is now a tight, drum-like sphere pressing against the red plastic table edge. Finally, the secret weapon: The seasonal end cap
“We have fifteen minutes left,” Nikki grunts. “Finish the queso.” This is where casual observers turn into horrified
“And a bakery.”
Felicity drains the jar, slams it down, and lets out a belch that echoes off the rafters. Her stomach visibly lurches. The skin stretches. The tie-dye sweatshirt is now a crop top.