"I think.... I think.... That we should get more food, and test that theory," Aleysha said as she attempted to rise from her seat. She struggled against her newfound girth until she finally stood up and began to waddle towards the counter. Tiffany followed in a similar fashion.
After getting carried away ordering various types of food, the two went back to their seat and waited and waited and waited. About two hours later, their stomachs felt beyond empty (they were actually not, as their previous meal had slowed down their digestion process) and they had resorted to eating the food located on their bodies.
Suddenly three waitresses appeared at their table, each one pushing a trolley loaded with food, which they began to unload onto the table. The girls instantly dug into another Thanksgiving Dinner each, not even acknowledging the waitresses or the scale of food they now had. Bowls and plates of food covered the top of the table. Chilli, lasagne, burgers, pizza and dozens of huge servings of other food. Tiffany and Aleysha would struggle to think of any types of food not on the table even without their attentions being reduced.
The girls ate for hours, long after every other customer had left the restaurant. They were mixing things together in their hands without thinking. Ice cream, gravy and dozens of other sauces formed a lumpy mess that coated their fronts. The only pauses the girls took were to let gas out, or to scratch their asses or bellies.
Speaking of which, the bodies underneath the mess had grown supernaturally quickly. The girls had nearly quadrupled in size from their original weight. Their bellies hung down between their thick thighs and rested on the chairs. Their breasts, and thus their cleavage's capacity, had expanded to block a major portion of their view and their butt cheeks now required two chairs to support them (which had been quietly provided by the waitresses).
About six hours after their second meal had arrived, and all of the food was located either in or on Tiffany and Aleysha, a waitress approached.
"I'm sorry ladies, but we're going to have to ask you to leave. We need to close up for the night," she said timidly. Aleysha noticed that the girl seemed scared, but it didn't click that her and her friend's intimidating gluttony was the cause.
"That's okay. We'll *UURRRP* try somewhere else," Tiffany said as she attempted to stand up. But she found she couldn't, her weight too much for her. She motioned for the waitress to help her up, who did so with all of her strength. They then helped Aleysha out of her chairs. The two gluttons lumbered towards the door, completely different to how they were when they entered.
"I don't know about you dude but I think I need some new clothes," Tiffany said as they wandered down the dark pavement. She struggled with her jeans, trying to ensure they covered as much as possible, which was futile.
"Yeah, but don't you think we should find our car *PPPPPHHHHRRRRTTTT* oh man that's nasty!" Aleysha lost her train of thought, her concern replaced with a mix of disgust and pride.
"You think that's bad? What about this?" Tiffany shouted as she released the loudest, longest and wettest fart either had ever heard. Aleysha returned the favour and the two girls continued their farting contest down the street until they ended up in front of....
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