Lance opened the door of his house to find the kitchen empty.
"Mom?"
He looked around then saw a note on the kitchen table.
Lance-- going out with frinds tonight, like I do every month, remember? I'll be late tonight. I fixed your favorite for dinner, so don't worry. Do your homework! Love, Mom.
Oh, yeah, Lance thought, it's her get together with her friends.
I fixed your favorite....
Lance went over to the fridge and opened it There, on the shelf, in front of him, was a thing of beauty. A big bowl of mac and cheese with bacon cut up and mixed in it. It WAS his favorite! When his Mom started making this for him, it was like heaven on Earth. She added some red pepper, and other spices, that left him wanting more!
" Mom" he said the first time he had it "If I could have this for every meal, every day, that would be all right with me."
"Well,it would make shopping easier." she said, laughing.
Lance was hungry now, but should wait until later....
"I'll have a little now, while doing my homework, then save the rest for later." he thought.
So, the teen sat down and got out his homework, which wasn't a lot tonight. He didn't even bother to heat the dish up in the microwave. It didn't matter to him, it was good warm or cold. So, Lance concentrated on his work,mindlessly putting the food in his mouth. Little did he realize how empty the bowl was getting. He was done with his homework the same time he was done with the bowl. When he realized what he done, he couldn't believe it.
"Oh Great!" he said as he stood up, not realizing his stomach was bulging out from being full. "Now what?"
He quickly went to the fridge and looked. There, behind where the first bowl had been, was a second bowl, equally big.
"She takes such good care of me" thought Lance, relieved.
He left the second bowl in the fridge and put his homework away. He then went to his room to play the new gaming system Mom had gotten him for his birthday. It was top of the line. All he had to do is lay in bed and operate the controls. Sometimes he even fell asleep while playing, but Mom would always come in and turn the system off. She was good like that. She didn't even want him doing chores around the house.
He had drifted off a little while playing. The controls dropped out of his hand to the bed as he nodded off for about an hour and a half. It was seven when his growling stomach woke him up. He was hungry again! Lance went to the kitchen and pulled ot the bowl of his favorite and this time heated it up. He dug into it eagerly, also drinking some milk right from the carton (his Mom hated that, but, she wasn't here). Warmed up, his favorite tasted so wonderful.
After finishing the bowl, Lance put both of them in the sink to be washed, and the milk carton back in the fridge. While looking in there, he saw a couple of fudge brownies. Despite being so full, Lance just had to have them. Taking them out, he added them to his already crammed stomach. With nothing else to do, he went back to his room.
It was past eleven when his Mom came home. She turned on the lights in the kitchen and saw the 2 bowls in the sink. She smiled to herself. She then went to the fridge to find the brownies missing. Again she smiled. As she washed the bowls and put them away, she thought about how much Lance's appetite and stomach capacity has increased. Very good.
She walked to his room and cracked the door open. The game system was still on, and he had fallen asleep. She walked over and first looked at her son, who was simply lying there on his back. She saw how his pants were tighter at the waist,in fact, the waistband was really cutting into him now. His whole body appeared to be getting softer. His stomach was bulging out more. The plan was working, and he was none the wiser.
She turned off the gaming system and left Lance's room.
But there was still a lot to do...
Why was Lance's Mom making him fat?