Chapter #6Butler returns and the feeding continues by: LaCroix   April sleepily opened her eyes to see the butler had returned and was calling her name.
"Miss Jones!" He called, sounding concerned. "Are you alright?"
April scoffed. "Of course I'm alright. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Well, miss, you seem to have - um - grown?" he offered, nervously.
April took a moment to look around. The world did seem a little smaller. She stood up and noticed she came up to the butler's chin: quite a feat for a 9 year old, particularly when the butler was decently tall himself.
"Hmm. Seems you're right. But it doesn't matter. I'm still hungry. Take me to the kitchen," April commanded.
The butler swallowed. "Of course, miss."
He led her through the house. This wing was empty; the massive house meant that April sometimes barely saw any of the rest of the family. That's what they had butlers for, after all.
They arrived in the spacious, industrial-style kitchen. The kitchen in this wing was meant to preparing meals for large parties. It was regularly stocked with enough food to feed 40 or 50 people.
"Grab that chair," April commanded, too entitled to bother getting it herself. The butler complied. April hopped up onto it. "Now," April instructed, "as long as I am hungry, you will keep bringing me food. No questions asked. Remember, what's the rule?"
"Anything Miss Jones wants, Miss Jones gets," the butler recited, clearly having had it drilled into him long ago.
"That's right. And right now, I want to stuff myself with every ounce of food in here."
The butler's eyes went wide. Surely she was exaggerating. Then again, she had grown a couple feet in the span of a nap. It was all so surreal. But, no matter how he felt about it, it was his job to obey the family's orders, April included. So he set about cooking her food and delivering it.
While he cooked, April became impatient and began grabbing anything in arm's reach. She wasn't about to get up to get more (that was too much work, and she had servants for that kind of thing), but her belly demanded food and the butler was taking so long - even though it had only been 10-15 minutes. Between rounds of the butler delivering food, April managed to grab three bags of chips, 4 bananas, and 3 apples. By the third apple, she was bored of chewing and simply swallowed it whole, thinking nothing of that feat.
The butler worked at a furious pace as April demanded more and more. He barely stopped to let the impossibility of the scene sink in: April easily ate enough food for an entire party worth of people in the span of a couple hours. Her belly balloon out bigger and bigger, eventually being so big the butler thought (with a chill) that April could fit him in there if he curled up. The belly would be absurdly bigger than April's entire body, except for the terrifying fact that her body was expanding too. It was not only getting fatter, but not the butler could see the growth happen first hand. After the first hour, he was pretty sure she was taller than him, but it was hard to tell when she was sitting down.
After two and a half hours, the butler had exhausted every piece of food. There wasn't a crumb left. The only sign of those pounds of food was the massive gut April was absent-mindedly massaging.
"I'm afraid that's all we have, Miss Jones."
April stared daggers at him. "All we have in this kitchen, you mean."
"Well, yes. You are correct, of course. But, miss, aren't you-"
"Still hungry? Of course I am. So now is the part where you bring me more food."
The butler's usual servile nature was not intensified by the growing discomfort he felt being around the growing brat.
April sighed in dramatic annoyance once the butler was out of sight. She was not hungry and bored. She was trying to think of things to eat to keep satisfying her hunger when she heard a purring coming from below her. April shifted her belly out of the way to see Duchess, one of the family's cats, rubbing her silky black body against April's massive ankles (her feet now reaching the floor.
The cat was an obnoxious distraction to April trying to solve her dilemma. She couldn't focus on thinking up new things to eat with the obnoxious cat. Then a hunger pang gave her a stroke on inspiration. Not taking another moment to think about it, April scooped up Duchess and stuffed the cat headfirst into her mouth. It was an interesting taste and texture, but she didn't really take time to savor it. She was hungry, and she never liked this cat anyhow. April was a girl with no impulse control and no patience, so she started gulping the cat down impulsively.
The butler rounded the corner to see a long black noodle being sucked into April's mouth. He was sure he'd already fed her all the food in the kitchen, but she'd clearly found something. He didn't give any more thought to it until he heard a muffled meow. He froze in his tracks, food still in hand, and was chilled to the bone when he was April's stomach wiggle and shift. He even though he could see a faint impression of a cat through all that flab.
"Miss Jones, did you sw-" he began before April cut him off.
"Didn't I say 'no questions asked'?" she snapped.
"Yes, Miss, I believe you did."
"And whatever Miss Jones wants..."
"Miss Jones gets," the butler finished.
"And I'm still starving. So make yourself useful and feed me...  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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