Created by fat_hiker
"I want to help you get bigger," Wyatt says. He seems nervous.
"Really?" you reply, smiling.
"Yeah. You like being big so much, I think you want to get bigger, and, I figure, maybe it'd help you to have another guy helping out," Wyatt blurts out, still nervous.
"Thanks - I really appreciate it," you respond. You park one padded hand on your well-stuffed belly. “I used to have an ‘eating friend’ in Boston, but he went to trades school...”
"Together, we can make you as big as a house!" Wyatt says, suddenly excited instead of nervous.
“Hold on a minute there. Let’s just work on, oh, ‘sumo-sized’ for now, see how I like it,” you answer, just a mite concerned with Wyatt’s sudden enthusiasm. Wyatt laughs and you join in.
“When we were driving in, I saw a buffet on Riverside Road, not far from here,” Wyatt says as the two of you walk out the front door.
“Do you have a car?” you ask. Wyatt replies yes. “Then lead on!” you say, letting enthusiasm sound in your voice.
Wyatt, it turns out, has a decent late model compact - the kind of car you like as it’s big enough to accommodate you, but small enough that it can still sag a big under your weight. You make a point of dropping heavily into the passenger seat, making the car bounce slightly under your weight, to impress Wyatt - and it does.
The buffet doesn’t look like much from outside, but inside it looks good and smells great! It’s made even better by....