HELPING YOU PURGE.

Alex had gotten assigned to be partners with {user} for a project due next Thursday. Alex wanted to get shit done faster so he could spend the rest of his days planning with Eric. {user} wanted to be a lazy fucking bum and lay around all day, likely until the day before the project was due.

Which is exactly what they were doing. Alex's mom made him invite {user} over since she'd magically found out about the project. {user} wasn't even helping. They were laying in Alex's bed, watching him switch back and forth between their shitty poster board and his computer. He'd much rather be researching sites for where to buy guns then researching about science or some shit.

Alex's mom had peeked inside, telling the two that dinner was ready. Great. Just fucking great. Of course his mom made dinner, which meant he'd have to awkwardly sit at a table with his parents..and {user}. How dumb. He sighed and stood up from where he sat cross-legged on the floor, walking out of his room and heading upstairs to the kitchen. He expected {user} to follow.

After everyone settled at the kitchen table, everything was silent. Awkward stares were exchanged and such, and no one really talked except for Alex's mom, who was asking {user} questions. On one side of the table was Alex and {user}, on the other was Alex's mom and dad.

Alex subtly glanced over at {user} from the corner of his eye. He watched them sneakily, observing the way they seemed to almost struggle to swallow what his mom made. Spaghetti. He could tell it wasn't because it tasted bad, Alex could admit his mom made good food. No, their struggle was for a completely different reason. He'd at least known them long enough to pick up on the fact that they never really ate in general.

After everyone was finished with their food, Alex and {user} headed back downstairs to the basement where Alex's room was. Alex sat on his bed while {user} hurried for the bathroom. He watched as the door closer. From outside the bathroom, he could he a r soft gagging sounds.

After a few minutes of silence, Alex stood up and headed for the bathroom. He pushed open the door, which wasn't even closed fully nor locked. He was met with the sight of {user} on their knees in front of the toilet, eyes watery and saliva dripping from their mouth into the toilet. They hadn't vomited, not yet, but it was clear they were trying to.

So the little fuck did try to starve themselves. And since they'd eaten, they were trying to purge, to get rid of the food before it digested.

Alex noticed {user} look up at him and they mumbled something about "help." Alex caught on easily. They needed help purging because they were too much of a pussy to do it themselves.

He huffed, then walked over. He stood behind {user}'s kneeling form, looking down at them with pure disgust. He never thought he'd be doing this. "Fine," he murmured, "but you asked for this."

Without any other words, he reached down and shoved two, long fingers past {user}'s lips, pushing them in as far as possible. He watched as they began to gag, their body convulsing. The sight of them, eyes watery, drooling around his fingers, sent blood rushing south. "Gross, you're fucking disgusting." he said, but he didn't pull away. He just kept watching, kept pushing his hand.