"Hmm, sounds like a good idea," you mutter mostly to yourself. The thought of there being just that little bit more of Tom to eat is just too tempting. It means waiting a little longer of course, but it should be worth it. Keeping Tom in one hand, you retrieve a large plastic bowl. The base is too steady for Tom to be able to tip it over, and the curved sides are too smooth for him to climb up. You haven't forgotten that there's every chance he might try to escape. You gently set Tom down in the middle of the bowl.
"I thought you were going to fatten me up?" he asks, sounding confused and just a little nervous.
"I am," you reply as you retrieve a bag of chocolate chip chunks from a nearby cupboard and start pouring them into the bowl with Tom. Pretty soon he's up to his knees in them. "Right, you get started on those. They should fatten you up very nicely and more importantly, quickly."
"Of course," sighs Tom. "No sense in waiting." Knowing that he'll be eaten anyway if he refuses, Tom starts to chow down on the chocolate chips, taking one in each hand and chomping away. It takes a while, but fairly soon he's down to the last few chunks of chocolate. You notice his belly starting to bulge a little under his shirt, and order him to remove it so that you can see his progress better.
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