As the internal struggle rages, you find peace suddenly in a single thought. Why should you have to eat like you would if you were really a girl, and why should you eat like you would if you were still a man? You have a golden opportunity here, you realize. You have a slender body now--you're little more than a twig of a girl. So why not just gorge on dessert? Nothing you can do in one sitting will have any sort of impact on this body of yours, and even if it somehow did, curves would only be good for you--although you hope that you won't be in this body long enough to develop some.
Eyes all around you boggle at the sight of a petite young woman, barely over 100 pounds, absolutely stacking plate after plate after plate with desserts. Your arms actually strain trying to hold their weight as you carry them back to your table. You sit down, and notice that you have enough food to block most of the restaurant from view.
Perfect.
Just as you begin to dig in, the little voice in your head, the one that wanted the salad, shares its opinion on the current state of things with you. "It'll all go straight to your ass..." it tells you. You don't care, and you plow right in.
But does your smaller body have a much smaller stomach than you used to? Or are you somehow able to eat endless quantities of food?
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