Lalia was facing up to a tall brown heared man, with dark skin. He wore a red suit and a black shirt. "Delighted to make you acquaintace. My name is E. Most people call me Mr. E", her said grinning. Than he kissed the red-heads hand. "Oh a mysterious man. How very classic", said Lalia. "I am the director of passenger plenitude", he announced himself. "The preservation of your pleasure is my sacred duty", he said, kissing Lalia's hand. "My pleasure?", Lalia was cofused. "You mean whatever floats my boat, you're about?", she asked, while her overstuffed belly hung down to the floor, bouncing with every move. "Precisely. Were we are going, all your desires will be answered", Mr. E replied. "Ensuring that is my job, and my talent." "Such interesting work", said Lalia. "But if you're so good, tell me what's my desire?", the red head asked. "Since you asked, I would guess you have an oral fixation", said the man, holding a tray full of little cakes in his hands. Lalia pulled out a lipstick. "Tsk! This dress gives away every little bulge", she said. "But you like this tight feeling, don't you?", the man asked, and yet he knew the answer. "Hm. Well I...", Lalia didn't know what to do. "I want to know your taste. Choose one please", he said, holding the tray in front of the girl. "I get it", thought Lalia. "This is like a personality test", said Lalia, picking a donut, and putting it into her mouth. "Something like this", Mr M answered.
"May I have another pastry?" asked Lalia, after she had finished the first one with one bite. "I guess that's against the rules. Yo made you choice. Any more would invalidate the experiment", Mr. E answered. "Hm but you haven't even told me what the experiment means. And I still have room", Lalia said, caressing her belly. "I have no self control", she screamed, and with that, she cleaned the whole plate, her boobs resting in Mr. E lap. "I got to have everything. Making me bigger. Dress tighter. Sloshing inside me!" She stopped. "I guess I ruined the experiment. That wasn't very lady-like", she mumbled. "Actually the results are quite clear", said Mr. E smiling. "You are a Thunderous glutton." "Haha. Could have told you that before", laughed Lalia, pointing at her belly, that was now resting heavily on the floor.
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