Ashley replied, "Oh yes, please, the car's broken down."
"Where shall we go?" I asked. "My car is at your service."
Ashley replied, "I want to go back to my hotel, the Marriott. It's just a few miles down in the city."
"Then let's get to it. Oh miestro!" I called to the driver. "To the Marriott, si'l vous plait!" I clap my hands softly.
'Meistro?' Ashley scoffed as she got in.
"He likes it." I shrugged and got in after her.
"What's your name?" Ashley had said as the car drove on.
"James. It's an honor to meet you."
"It's an hour to meet me or it's an honor to eat me?" Ashley said with wide eyes.
"To meet you of course." I chuckled. "Why would you think I do something as crazy and messed up as eat you?"
"Well that belly oozing out insinuates so." Ashley raised her eyebrows and pointed at my gut.
'What?' I looked down and indeed my stomach poked out of my shirt. My zipper was opened and the buttons had long since popped a long time ago and I guess I didn't notice it. 'Oh no! I've gotten enormous! I thought to myself.
Ashley gave out a laugh and put her hand to her mouth in shock. She clapped her hands together. "Holy crap! You're huge!"
"I guess I must have gotten carried away with all the eating and snacking I've been doing. Sorry you had to see that." I said trying to stretch my shirt down to hide my bulging belly.
"Sorry I laughed. But....at least I know you're the 'james' I've been assigned to find."
"I'm sorry?" I frowned.
"I'm going to pull off a Morpheus to you. Here's my speech, Jimmy-boy. For long men have always believed that they should be in perfect physical form. Many desire to be the ideal man to impress the ideal woman. What they fail to understand is that muscles do not make the man, it is excess that makes the man. You are starting to figure out that slowly though, James. Being big is what makes a man superior, not in muscle but in fat. It insinuates victory. I've been assigned to find you by someone as I said before, dude. Because that someone told me I would find the true chosen one. The chosen one who would inspire men to be big and embrace it. "
"I never realized that." I said confused. "You say I'm the chosen one though?" I said frowning.
"Well now you do and yes you are. Here's the options I have for you" she had two closed hands in front of you.
"After this there's no going back. You tap my left hand, the story ends, you lead a boring life and you never see me again. You tap my right hand and your life as you know it gets huge." she stressed out the last word. "What do you say?"
"Are you serious?"
"Actually no." she smiled and drew her hands back. "Yeah that was pathetic but you would have to be high on something to pick the left hand. Here's the real options. She put out her left and right hands out again.
"As a participant of the gaining process, you have on my left the option of gaining a hundred pounds in the first week with a hundred more to follow the next week and so on and so on. "You take the right and your life as I said before...gets huge."
After a while, I make my decision. "I pick then..."
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