"I'm going to go wash up before we go to the next place." Alejandro said as he got up and walked towards the restaurant's bathroom. Duncan took this opportunity to pull out his cell phone and quickly dial his buddy, Geoff. The phone rang several times before Geoff answered, "Heeeey, what's up, D-Man?"
"Geoff, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I need your help. I made this stupid bet with Al that I could gain a bunch of weight, and then lose it all. Problem is, if I don't finish all of the food he gives me at each meal, he makes me eat it again later. He's trying to make the bet last longer than we agreed and I'm screwed cause I can't finish it all. Do you think you could help train me?"
Geoff chuckled, "Sure thing, dude!! I'm more than happy to help a bro out."
Duncan sighed in relief, "Oh, thank god. Come over at midnight and we can start. Al plans on leaving my house at ten." Duncan hung up his phone just as Alejandro exited the bathroom and walked over, "So, are you ready to go? We're moving on to the lunch meal."
Duncan bit his lower lip nervously. He was still stuffed from the meal he just had. His stomach was bloated and pushing against his skin tight shirt, "Sure..." He lifted himself up from the couch with a grunt, and followed Al back to his car. The two headed towards...
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