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In a town where everything is different, what's wrong with a little change?
This choice: Pizza Of The Universe (200 pounds over an hour, They Don't Notice)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

Pizza by the Pound

    by: Unknown
“Uh, sure.” Tiffany spoke up at the sudden request for food, “I guess we’ll have some of that-“

“Pizza! Pizza of the Universe!” barked Aleysha.

“You read my mind.”

“Best friends do what they do.”

The crowd dispersed back to their own seats leaving the two on the floor with the larger woman standing proudly.

“Alrighty then, Pizza of the Universe for the two of ya. Just have a seat and it’ll be out in a hot second. In the meantime, grab a seat will ya? The floor can’t be too comfortable.”

The two sat at a nearby booth while gazing at the surrounding interior, “So, don’t you think it’s a bit strange that we woke up in the middle of a Diner?”

“Do I think it’s strange? I’m kind of freaked out! Did you notice how fat everyone here is? Are we in Wisconsin or something?” Concern and a tinge of fear began to wash over Tiffany’s face.

“That’s a good guess. Last thing I remember is hitting that car in front of us and now we’re here.”

“Hey, check your pockets for your cellpho-“.

PIZZA OF THE UNIVERSE! PIZZA OF THE UNIVERSE! PIZZA OF THE UNIVERSE!

A line of blubbery employees filed out of the kitchen, making a beeline for Tiffany and Aleysha’s booth. Each of them hefting piping hot pizza boxes and pitchers of bubbling lemon-lime soda.

Tiffany’s baby blue eyes grew as wide as the bellies of the people who set down the food on the table. Aleysha’s jaw dropped at the astonishing sight of how much free food they were getting, despite the fact of not being really hungry.

“Okay girls, I hope you enjoy all of the hard work we put into making this for our special new guests. My name is Penny. Call me if’n ya need somethin’.”

Aleysha and Tiffany exchanged looks of confusion, “What do we do? I can’t eat all of this. I think there’s something wrong with these people.”

“Ya think?” Aleysha spoke under her breath, “Look, we’ll just nibble on a few slices and have a glass of this soda then give ‘em the slip.”

Tiffany nodded in agreement and flipped open the top of one of the many boxes that lay before her. She held a slice that oozed with cheese in her dainty fingers then brought it to her mouth.

Aleysha read Tiffany’s following expression as surprise and immediate acceptance with Tiffany scarfing down the rest of the slice, “Ifts reawwy gewd,” she swallowed, “But we should leave after a few slices.”

Aleysha performed the same action as Tiffany and was swiftly greeted by the same result, “This is some good shit!”

Just as quick as they were persuaded to eat in the strange restaurant the two best friends had flung themselves into a pizza stuffing frenzy. A few slices then became a few boxes. Pitchers were filled and unfilled and filled again as their feast ceased to have a plausible end in sight. One could say they entered in a trance like state with each bite driving them deeper and deeper into the claws of the strange location and obesity itself.

Tiffany hadn't noticed how her neck slowly thickened or how her sky blue t-shirt didn't feel as loose as it did or how her jeans seemed to tighten around her calves.

Similarly, Aleysha paid no mind to the tightening bra around her breasts nor the straining seams around the hips of her pants neither the thicking of her biceps with each slice digested.

The pace was picking up quickly. Faster and faster whole pizza pies were devoured when-

CRASH

“Shoot dropped another one.” A fallen pitchers had broken the trance of every customer in the restaurant especially Aleysha and Tiffany as they weren’t in as deep as the others.

Soon a few employees came to the aid of the mess, “Hey, I think this would be the best time to make a move.” Tiffany said licking the excess pizza sauce from her lips.

Aleysha nodded while performing a double take. Did Tiffany’s face seem a little…puffier?

The two attempted to stand up from the booth and…

You have the following choices:

*Noteb*
1. They were able to do so (Just barely)

2. They couldn't. What was keeping them down?

3. Only Tiffany could stand out

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