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In the small town of Hesper, a lazy guy & his friends start to put on a LOT of weight...
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Chapter #5

...eat it all myself

    by: Spaghetti Westerner Author IconMail Icon
I looked at the box full of food. There was no way, I thought, that I could eat all that. I'd just had lunch, I was kind of full, but... how full I was seemed to pale in comparison with how much I wanted to eat more of this stuff. Even as I was thinking about it I was getting two more cheeseburgers and two, no make that four more boxes of fries. This would definitely fill me up, I thought. Then I could stop.

I wolfed it all down, not even bothering with plates, but as I licked my fingers of the delicious tomatoier-than-tomato sauce that oozed out of the burgers, I realised I still wasn't full. Or was I? I thought about something the mysterious voice had said. Delectable taste. She was right about that. But it was all legal. All above-board. And this was my job, now. I was supposed to be getting paid for this, eventually. I owed it to my employers to try everything in the box, right?

I decided to sample a couple of the pizzas, and maybe the chocolate pudding. The pizzas were twelve inch, and just barely fit in the microwave. Before I knew it I had eaten both, and three bowls of pudding. My stomach, when I felt it with my hand, was rock hard, but somehow uncomfortable fullness was absent.

Hot dogs now, I decided. I microwaved four of them, and they had this deicious relish and mustard in them and before I knew it I'd had half a dozen more. My stomach was round now, and hard, sticking out against my t-shirt. The waistband of my boxers was rubbing against it, making a red mark. But I couldn't think about that now, when there was all this food to be eaten. I had work to do!

The thinking went out of it. I didn't have time to think. All I did was stuff my face, totally absorbed, until...

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1. ...the food ran out!

2. ...I fell asleep.

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