This choice: The all-you-can-eat buffet. • Go Back...Chapter #5Burrito Bars, Bueno! by: ikearct   "Ugggh... What the fucking fuck?" Lauren cursed with abandon, struggling to even keep her eyes on the road. The pain from the previous night was back, but... It felt worse than before! "I gotta -hnnngh- eat something, NOW!" Lauren's eyes scanned the signs adorning the side of the road as she slowed her vehicle... Burger place, Chinese place, chicken place... "Ah! This place was -unf- good!" Lauren managed to groan out, forgetting to hit her turn signal as she swerved wildly into the parking lot of the local all-you-can-eat Mexican buffet. Parking rather poorly, Lauren stumbled out of her car, looking to all the world like a drunk.
Lauren's C cup breasts heaved against her tight t-shirt, advertising their local football team, the logo stretched slightly by her endowments. "Just... The one!" She wheezed to the bored looking woman at the podium, who agonizingly slowly lead Lauren to her designated table. Not even bothering to say thank you, Lauren grabbed the plate off the table and hustled her way over to the steam tables to begin loading it up. Two soft shell tortillas were loaded to the absolute brim with meat- one chicken, one beef. Following that, heavy helpings of sour cream, shredded cheese, and every single vegetable on the spread. By the time they were finished, the tortillas were barely visible, although Lauren had no illusions of wrapping them- that would take far too long. Instead, she made her way back to her designated table, at which she began shoveling the various toppings into her mouth using the fork provided to her. She couldn't chew fast enough! Bite after bite of the greasy meats coupled with various toppings were crammed into her mouth, her cheeks bulging outwards with the sheer volume of goods stored within.
By the time the tortillas would have been reasonably roll-able, Lauren had fallen into a rhythm: three or four massive forkfuls of burrito ingredients, followed by rigorous chewing and a quick swallow- during all of which she was herding the various contents on the plate into a single pile, so she could shovel them into her mouth quicker. By the time she had scraped the plate clean (minus the tortillas, now a mushy pile of greasy residue), Lauren could tell she had overdone it. Wiping her hand off on the cloth napkin on the table, she experimentally placed her palm on her slightly pudgy stomach, only to find it made contact much sooner than it should have!
Looking downward, Lauren was shocked to find that her tummy was sticking out enough to actually peek beyond her breasts while she was seated! Letting out a gasp, Lauren snapped her head around, concerned that someone she knew might be present- of course, since it was in the middle of the afternoon, the buffet was basically deserted. "I can't fuckin' believe this... Urrrp!" Lauren muttered.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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