Rachael sat down too, or tried to; each of her buttocks hung over the side of one of the chairs and her massively distended belly stopped her getting close to the table, but she leaned forward and began to eat. "Fwhere dboes all thifs food combe fromb?" she asked, her mouth full of peach cobbler.
"Oh, we get a pretty big order every few days. My dad gives me an allowance and doesn't ask questions, he's more concerned with his latest girlfriend. It's thanks to my parents' divorce I started to get fat." She ate a chocolate eclair in two big bites and continued, "Of course, it's only so satisfying stuffing yourself all day; I kinda like having someone else around to fatten up." She sighed. "Of course, now Kelly's gone, I'll have to find myself a new roommate, start fattening her all over again."
Oh, we'll see about that, thought Rachael as she plowed her way through the food. Good as it was, it was nowhere near as satisfying as eating a person – as eating Sylvie was going to be.
Within about half an hour, the two enormous young women had made short work of the meal. Sylvie sat back in her chairs, making them creak, and closed her eyes in satisfaction. Rachael struggled to her feet and –
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