Chomp Novels & Stories

It was their go to. *** . As she shows an appetite. " Holy cow! Stop! " " Stop! " Chloe exclaimed that seeing her eating to much makes her feel nauseous and sick in the stomach to the point that she can't handle it to much cause too much food. And she just emptied the first and second and thirds her self. " itch okay " Cath replied with her mouth full and swallowed the remaining portion in her mouth. Chloe turned green As she was ready to hurl her showed signs that it was about to come out like a puffer fish minus the sharp spikes " Got to go"

She took another huge bite of the burger before she could even have swallowed her first bite, having stuffed her mouth full like a chipmunk. Henry could not tolerate the sight of it as he took a piece of tissue paper and wiped off Monique's oily mouth, "Chew and eat properly, don't choke yourself." Monique had been stunned at that familiar speech. Tears filled her eyes as she remained silent and chewed her food for a moment before swallowing the burger. She took a sip of her milk tea and that calmed her down. She then said, "Aren't you going to eat? The food tastes delicious."

“BuT iT’s NoT eVeN bLoOd.” I can hear Levi’s voice ringing in my ears like it was just yesterday that we were arguing over rare and medium well. With the smallest bite-size piece that I can stab my fork into, I reluctantly draw it into my mouth. I’m hesitant, chewing at three bites per minute until I decide to stop trying to convince myself that it’s not utterly gross and I swallow it down with a generous sip of water. Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no.

63 for two Twix and a Snickers bar later, we were back on the bus and Zach was beside me, munching on a bag of Doritos and sipping on a bottle of red Gatorade. And I knew for a fucking fact that he was chewing at a volume of 150 on purpose. And he knew it was annoying the fuck out of me. After he finished chomping on another chip and crinkled the bag to pluck out another one, I was unable to take it anymore. I turned and glared at him. "Could you chew any louder?" He stopped mid-bite, holding the chip in his mouth, and looked at me. "Why, do you want me to?"

Maybe we would finally move on to real combat training. I took the appropriate position now and then I took in a deep breath which I slowly poured out afterwards. I tried to concentrate now in my readiness but then I heard something that disrupted me— I heard chewing. Loud chewing. I gnashed my teeth and then I clenched my fists in my growing anger as the sound continued as the sound continued to persist. And then I heard teeth crushed fruit loudly now. I couldn’t take it anymore. I spun around to finally yell at Gordius now but then my gaze stretched and I froze instead.

He snapped in deep rumblings, pulling the container away from her. "Okay, then." She quickly said, knowing better than pushing him too hard. Jayden returned his eyes to the salad, picking out a slice of apple. He held the piece mid-air, carefully examining it before biting into it. His teeth cut through the skin, and he chewed it slowly. The crunchy sound of his chewing echoed throughout the room. Maria watched him with great interest, fascinated by the process. He ate methodically, his attention focused solely on the food in his hand.

"Shit! I hurt you!" ********

I quickly took the plate of food and started stuffing it in my mouth. I kept on swallowing food without chewing so I ended up choking and started coughing. My boss quickly rose off his chair and ran towards me, he started parting my back until I stopped coughing. "Don," My boss called gently. "Are you crazy or you are learning how to be crazy, who swallows food without chewing it, do you know you might harm yourself with this craziness of yours."

I scooped a small portion of the mac and cheese. The cheese stretched slightly as I lifted it. I brought the fork closer to my mouth. Paused. Breathe in slowly. Then I placed it inside my mouth. The sweet, creamy taste spread across my tongue. Normally I would have loved it. But now— My stomach tightened. The urge to gag rose quickly in my throat. I forced myself to chew. Slowly. Carefully. “Slow down,” Uncle J said calmly. “You’re doing great.” His voice was steady. Encouraging. I kept chewing. Each movement of my jaw felt heavier than the last. Finally, I swallowed.

Fucking eat it dumbass. I shakily picked up a orange slice and chewed on it. The citrus flavor burst into my mouth, and I winced at the acidity until I managed to choke the bite down. The pretzels were next. Breaking one in half, I let the salty carb dissolve on my tongue. Ember rubbed his head against my calves, mewing softly as I managed to eat the rest of my orange and two more pretzels. Progress. At least I wasn’t feeling super light headed anymore.