This choice: What the Hell—it's not like she's the one who needs to lose weight anyway... • Go Back...Chapter #5Why Exercise when Breakfast is on the Table? by: hedkrakka   "Oh wow, these are GOOD!"
Mikayla emphasized her statement with another big bite and a coo. This was unquestionably the best breakfast burrito she'd ever eaten, bar none. The meat, the cheese, the sour cream, everything was just perfect. Well, except for the calorie count. She couldn't see the menu perfectly from their booth, but she could make out that these burritos had over a thousand calories each. Still, the decadent things were sinfully good. Besides, it's not like she was the one who needed to diet.
"I know, right!?" Olivia cheerfully added, her earlier embarrassment regarding her out of control weight forgotten in the wake of her second burrito. She took a sip of her caramel frappuccino (extra cream, whipped cream, and cookie crumble) before continuing, "There was a Big Burger near my school, so I just had to grab something on the way by. Their in-house doughnuts are pretty insane, too."
Olivia was practically drooling as she went into borderline pornographic descriptions of each and every item on the menu, and Mikayla was left with no doubts as to why she'd gotten so big, so quickly. "No wonder she's almost four hundred pounds. She must of eaten here two or three times a day without fail," she thought, finishing off her burrito with another massive bite and sucking the remaining sour cream off her fingers. "Not that I can blame her. These things are literally crack."
Mikayla poked experimentally at her empty wrapper, as if that would somehow make a bit more of the delectable treat appear. "... not gonna lie, I could so go for another burrito or two."
"Oh my God, same!" Olivia said, practically wobbling with excitement. Mikayla had eaten one of her three ordered burritos, and two was nowhere near enough. Whipping out her phone, she opened her Big Burger app. "What do you want to order? And don't worry about getting up, they'll bring it right to the table."
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"URP! Oh God, I'm hurting."
"Yeah, me too," Olivia added. The hefty young woman was spread across the passenger seat of Mikayla's car. Her shirt had totally given up trying to keep her belly out of sight, and her exposed lower roll was a mess of silver stretchmarks, clear signs of her rapid and significant gain. "I don't know if I have a jog in me anymore."
"Me neither," Mikayla said, trying and failing to hold back another burp. Both women had frankly made total pigs of themselves, with Mikayla eating four burritos to Olivia's six. They'd then split a dozen double dipped doughnuts between them, and even ordered a couple of apple pies to go. Mikayla had eaten hers the moment she'd gotten seated in the car, and frankly wasn't sure if she could even move. "We may need to try another time. I think I might get sick if I try running right now. So, since our jog is being postponed, do you want to come over and watch a movie? We could order pizza in a bit."
Olivia could only groan in response.
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