"There's always the buffet place by the school," Michael said suddenly, "I mean, I wouldn't mind paying for us to go more often, and you could work on increasing your stomach capacity. I mean, it might not directly help you gain weight, but..."
"I mean, I guess we could," Emily said with a small smile, "It wouldn't hurt to try, I guess."
"That's the spirit!" Michael said with a smile as he pulled into the mall's parking lot and stopped in front of the entrance.
"I wish I could find more enthusiasm about this," Emily sighed, "I know I need to put on weight, but..."
"Just eat a little more. I bet it'll feel better," Michael told her, "Don't worry about it so much, just enjoy it."
Emily didn't reply as she climbed out of the car and stepped onto the sidewalk before turning to watch Michael drive away to go to work. When his car had finally disappeared from view, she stuck her hands in her pockets and made her way inside the mall. She walked through the different clothing stores, looking at what she thought would make her look more curvaceous.
"It's not like shopping for clothes is going to make me fatter," Emily muttered to herself as she wandered through the last clothing store before reaching the food court. She glanced at all the food stands before her gaze stopped at Fat Bob's Burgers, a place that she had gone to many times with her friend Sam. Looking over the menu, she made her way over to the burger place, where a tall, fat redhead was behind the counter, motioning for her to come over.
"How are you doing, Emily?" the girl asked as Emily approached the cash register.
"Not too bad. How are you, Sam?" Emily replied with a small smile.
"I'm not doing too bad. A little busy. You want to order, or are you just here to hang out?"
"I'll have a double cheeseburger and a small fry," Emily said, her stomach growling slightly.
"Alrighty, that'll be $6.95," Sam said, "So anything new with you?"
"I just got done at the doctors-"
"And, how'd that go?" Sam interrupted.
"He said I needed to put on some weight," Emily said as she glanced at the floor, trying to hide how red her face was.
"Girl! That's what I've been telling you for years," Sam said, patting her own fat belly, "Boys love a girl with some curves on her, and you, well, you have nothing. Flat as a board!"
"I know," Emily said, "I was just wondering if you had any ideas for how I could do that."
"Well, you already know the answer," Sam said, nodding toward the burger stand that she worked at, "Just keep coming here a lot more than you already do. Don't feel bad about that. I'll always have something for you to eat."
Emily gave a small sigh as she nodded to Sam, who put her burger together and slid it into a small bag along with her fries.
"Michael suggested we go to the buffet place by the school more often. He said that it would help increase my stomach capacity," Emily said quietly.
"That's a good idea," Sam told her, motioning toward the cash register as she handed the girl her food, "Here you are. Have a good rest of the day, Emily."
"Thanks, Sam," Emily said, giving one last smile before heading off.
Emily opened the bag, took out her burger, and took a bite. She savored the delicious meat as she devoured the burger, quickly following it up with some fries.
The rest of the day was pretty boring as Emily wandered around the mall before heading home to have dinner with her family. She ate as quickly as she could and quietly retreated to her room in the basement, where she spent a couple of hours drawing and listening to punk rock before bed.
She stripped off her shirt and jeans, leaving herself wearing nothing but black panties as she climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep.
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