"Hmm?" As Chie waited for her order, she noticed how low the sun was, she didn't realize that it was so late!
Her parents would kill her! "Uh, can I get those to go?"
"Of course!" The chef announced from the kitchen in the stand.
A minute or two later, Chie was walking away from the steak crouquets in a brown paper bag on her way home, the smell lofting up from the bag's opening. "No law against eating while I walk."
Muching on one of steak crouquets, Chie continued on her way to home, blissfully unaware that with each gulp, her shorts grew tighter... And not only was her rear end being affected, her thighs were starting to show some of the effects of her love of steak crouquets...
... And much to her dismay, by the time the kung fu movie lover reached her home, "Aw man... They're always gone right when you're starting to enjoy them."
After she tossed the empty bag into a nearby trash can, Chie didn't notice that her enlarged rump brushed up against the trash can when she walked away, almost knocking it over.
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