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[duranduratulsa]

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[bee-wg]

Year 2:

��Jay! What the Flip?” It’s the ass crack of dawn, and Theo is already trying his best SpongeBob impression.

“Whaaat?” I yelled back with a mouth full of pancakes.

“You put your dirty clothes on my bed again!” He squealed.

”Dude, you asked for it. What are you whining about?”

“Boys, What did I say about yelling in the morning?” She yelled.

“Yewn, bwintow!” I think Dad was telling us to break it off, but he’s too lost in the Cream Cheese Danish.

Can’t blame him. Delicious and high protein? There’s nothing better.

Theo rushed down with a constipated face. 

“Ewww. They’re still wet to the touch. Wait. Is it dripping sweat?”

Okay. I overlooked the wet part, but he asked me to have it. 

I’ve been cleaning out some gym clothes that don't fit anymore, and Theo wanted some. I’ve decided to fully commit on football and my stocky phase, so I gave that shirt one last try yesterday. It was definitely not made for a more rugged build person. As I walked around the house, I unknowingly soaked it. I used to be disgusted with sweating. I would shower and wash the clothes by hand after each morning run. Recently I’ve been sweating a lot easier, but Dad told me to look at the bright side of things, and I do see it. Usually I would only sweat when I get a real good workout. Since it's easier to sweat buckets, that means I’m getting lots of exercise.

That leads back to this. I don’t feel as compelled to wash them anymore. They’re the result of my hard work on the journey back to being shredded. 

“No more pancakes in the morning for the month.” He said.

“What?…But…You can’t do that.” 

His face tells me, “Yes, loser. I can.”

***

“What happened, dude? Your cat died?” Brad asked.

This is supposed to be an easy practice because it’s the last before the summer. I guess Coach woke up and chose violence. 

I’ve been only doing a few yards of Quick Steps and Sumo squats. My lungs are now collapsing.

I’m only 230 pounds; there are players heavier than me doing better. I’m doing something wrong. It must be because I didn’t have protein pancakes for days.

“Dude, you there?” Brad asked.

Trying not to wheeze, I replied.

“Yeah, S’all good. I’m just hungry.” 

It would be an understatement. When you’re used to protein goods pumping your belly full of energy every morning, what does five English muffins and some hash browns even do?”

“Hahaha, classic Jay. You’re the man.” Brad answers with a slap on my back.

“Gosh, you’re getting sweatier than Aiden.” He said in disbelief.

“Oh, by the way. Aiden’s going to Costco to buy a speaker for our dorm. You mind giving him a lift?” Brad asked.

“Bad timing man, my dad broke the old Toyota. It’s taking a long time to repair.”

“No problem. I’ll see you next semester then. Take care!” Brad waved as he sprinted out of the field.

***

I felt like I could eat a horse when the bus arrived. I passed through the usual stops, and finally.

The warm smell of chicken nuggets invites me.

I pull out my phone and check. Ten consecutive days. I can definitely redeem a free meal today.

“Welcome, what can I get you?” The cashier asked.

“Can I have the Double Western Deluxe Combo?” “ I have the loyalty discount.”

“Thank you, here’s your number.”

After what felt like forever, they finally called my number. 

It’s a pretty big meal, but today’s situation calls for it. 

I’ve been doing pretty well sticking to a fries-only diet when I’m here. With some occasional burgers and soda thrown in, I’ve accumulated a few thousand points to have meals like this once in a while. The only downside is the bus here takes way too long. I guess it’s better than the neighbours knowing I’m a regular customer. 

As I finished the fries, I saw a guy wandering outside with my university’s gym bag.

Wait, is he from the team? 

Wait, is that Aiden?

No. Shit, Is Aiden waving to me?

He’s probably waving to someone else.

Then the door’s jingle chimes.

“Yo, I didn’t expect to see you here!” Aiden said.

My alone time is ruined.

“Yeah man, me too. What brought you here?” I asked.

“Just bought the speaker and couldn’t find any restaurants here. I thought Costco had a food court.” He looked down at my plate.

“Whatchu havin’? Oh Damnnn, that’s a chunky burger!” He said in excitement.

“Haven’t had them in years, my mom hates that shit.” 

I just wish to crawl into a hole at this point.

“Yeah, my mom hates them to-” 

“I should have one too.” Aiden interrupted.

”What?”

Then he came back with a smaller combo with a box of salad.

“Oh man, I’ve been wanting to have a taste for so long,” Aiden said with glittering eyes.

He got a few bites of the burger and fries, then moved on to the salad.

“So what are you doing this summer?” I asked.

“Oh, not much. Probably hang out with the guys. My dad wants me to go to a training camp though. It’s not like I will play football after college anyway, so what’s the point?”

Then we talk about dorm drama and who the coach is going to recommend to the NFL scouts.

He is actually quite chill to talk to. 

“You don’t like it?” I point down to his unfinished burger.

“No, it’s the best thing I’ve had in years. Definitely beating celery or carrots. I just have a diet going on, and I kinda impulse bought this.”

“I could finish it for you.” I offered.

“Really? Thank you so much dude!” He said.

“You’re actually pretty fun to hang out with. I always thought you had a stick up your ass.” He added unhelpfully.

By the time the last of his burger and fries disappeared in my stomach, I was ready to sleep it off when I got home. 

My phone rang, waking me up from sleep. It’s 2 AM.

Probably Number Seven. He always calls at an odd hour. 

I picked up the call.

“Duuuuuuude, I didn’t know you go to fast foods. I thought we don’t keep anything from each other.” Instead of number seven, Brad said.

“Jay, knock it off,” Theo grumbled on the other side of the room.

“Keep it down, Brad. What is it?” 

I knew shit would get out of the bag sooner or later. At least I had two weeks of peace.

“Next time let me join too!” Brad said.

What the hell is up with these people? 

“Fine, whatever. Let me go to sleep.”

“Thanks a lot, man. I’ve never had fast food before!”

I have the feeling that this is going to bite me in the ass later.

Brad is calling me. Again.

“Dude, what?” I asked calmly.

“Woah, no need to get so worked up.”

“I asked some of my mates, they all agreed to meet up at the mall’s parking lot,” Brad said.

What is going on? It’s only been five hours since he last called me.

“Don’t forget to bring your laptop and an empty stomach! It’s gonna be an epic summer.” Then he hung up on me.

I should be used to Brad’s bullshit by now. He’s been like this since high school.

The bus on the way there is as tedious as usual. 

Why did he tell me to go with an empty stomach? Didn’t he know that I get really grumpy without any breakfast? It’s worse now without pancakes.

He looks at me eagerly, like a dog finding its treat.

“What is it, man?” I asked as he led me to the back of the restaurant.

Then, no Harry Potter bullshit, he opened the wall.

“What the hell? There was a room back here all this time?”

“Wait, Brad. You rented a party room?”

“It’s sick, right? I thought we could chill here for the summer, and go to the river nearby when we’re bored. Oh, I also brought the guys here. And a projector!”

“How did you afford this? I didn’t know you were rich.” I look at the big ass room with my friends in there already playing video games. Even Aiden the snitch is here.

“Oh, I have a pretty successful OnlyFans account. I thought I could spend it on you guys.”

“…”

“…”

“Good for you, man. Gotta hustle in this economy.”

He ordered a party combo with a bunch of salad. Then we started playing video games. It wasn’t until I was on a losing streak playing Yoshi on Mario Kart, I realized. They were staring at me expectantly.

“What?” I asked.

“So…Can you help us finish?” Aiden said.

Oh no. Not again. I turned to look at Brad.

He responded with a toothy grin.

“Please Jay, you have, like, the biggest appetite out of all of us. Look at all this free food going to waste. I bet you’re still hungry.”

“There are five of you,” I said.

“Marcus can help,” Brad added.

“Wait, me?” Marcus said.

He’s the team’s linebacker. The only guy bigger than me.

“Fine. At least it’s free.” I said reluctantly.

The fact that all of the juicy meat is screaming for my attention might be clouding my judgment.

We continued playing games, watched some movies while I munch

It was pretty fun. I got to talk to the people I wouldn’t usually talk to.

For example, I didn’t know Braxton played piano or Oscar was a hardcore Pokémon card collector.

The rest of the summer continued and the guys would meet up about three times a week.

I should’ve said no the second time Brad asked. But how can I let the food go to waste when the guys need me?

Marcus doesn’t come often because he’s occupied with his boyfriend. So the guys developed a way for me to eat all of their share. I would drink a dubious amount of water to expand my stomach in the morning, giving me more space. 

It was incredibly stupid, but when the guys cheered me up while I devoured the last of the remains, I felt pretty proud of myself.

By the end of the summer, not wanting to waste the last of our freedom. Everyone has been scrambling for things to do.

That’s where Brad’s dad comes in. He organized a BBQ party by the beach and invited all the football Dads from high school who were still in their little group chat. Of course, we are invited too.

“Oh come on, Jay Jay. You have to go, or else I’m gonna be all alone.” Brad whined.

“No Brad. You’re gonna be with twenty people, you won’t be alone.” I replied.

“If you’re worried about not having any swim trunks that fit, you can borrow from my old man, or we could go shopping together.” Shit, he’s awfully insightful.

“Your dad is like, 500 pounds. I’m not that fat, dude.”

Then Theo asked me if he could join cause he had grown out of his swim shorts too. Whatever that means.

That’s how we ended up here with Brad showing me an ugly Hawaii print speedo with a blue Jay on it, and Theo laughing his ass off with him.

“No, I’m not going to wear that,” I said for the final time.

“You’re no fun, Jay,” Theo said.

“Right? This guy gets it.” Brad replied to him.

“So you’re the culprit who made Jay fat,” Brad asked.

”Dude, you don’t know the half of it. I basically sacrificed myself to advance his cooking career.” I added.

“I don’t know. I would think taking care of his laundry, dishes, and meals, just to have him burp in my face and snore at night makes up for it. If anything, I'm doing too much. I should stop doing the protein pancakes agai-“ 

”Theo! You’re literally the best chef in the world. I am honoured to be your Guinea pig for the rest of my life.” I said.

He smiled 

Yes! Crises subverted.

“Hahahahaha you two are so strange.” Brad, who is still listening, said.

The possibility of protein pancakes being taken away from me sends shivers down my spine. I try to refocus on Brad’s shenanigans.

He came out of the fitting room with a professional swimming Jammer.

Why did he even take his shirt off? Goddamn washboard abs.

“Don’t you think it’s too extra for the beach barbecue?” I asked.

“I think it fits him nicely,” Theo said.

“Theo, you get me,” Brad said, then winked at him.

Is he trying to rizz my cousin?

“It’s my turn!” Theo said, grabbing a few trunks he chose.

Then he came out, without a shirt too, wearing a bright orange swim shorts.

“I see you’re putting my gym membership to good use.” Goddamn washboard abs, where did that even come from? Now that I think of it, he’s been fitting my old gym clothes better.

“You look awesome, Theo. The orange fits you nicely.” Brad said.

“I guess it’s my turn,” I said without enthusiasm.

After struggling to pull it up my ass. I walked out with the ugly print forest green trunk that’s wedged between my inner thighs; with a shirt on, thank you very much.

“Woah, look at those hefty thighs,” Brad said.

I’m out of options, and there’s no way I’m walking into another swimwear store again. So we made our way to the counter.

The day for the beach finally arrives, and I can already feel the swim trunks digging into my ass.

What’s more annoying is that Mom and Dad are now angry at me.

I would be angry at myself too.

Now I’m in a car with no AC, listening to how I should make better life choices.

“Jay, I didn’t think you would sneak off for fast food without telling us.” Mom said.

She caught the extra burgers I sneaked in to munch on at night this morning.

“Jacob, don’t you remember what I told you about garbage food?” Dad asked.

He said my full name. He never says my full name.

“If you want fried chicken you could ask mom to make it. You know it’s healthier at home.” Dad said.

“Am I not making enough, Jay?” Mom asked.

“I’m sorry Mom, I know I shouldn’t go,” I said.

“Don’t worry about it, honey. We can get through this together. If you want more fried food, Theo and I will make lots of it at home.”

“I got you, Jay,” Theo said, patting my shoulder.

We finally got to the beachside. After finding a shade to park our car, Dad struggled a bit to get out of the car. It seems like the old Toyota is seeing its last days. We might need to upgrade the car soon.

I know Dad is probably not mad at me, but his disappointment was worse.

Hopefully he can forgive me after getting some barbecue in his stomach.

We started setting up the chairs with Brad’s dad as more of my high school friends and their dads started coming in. I haven’t seen most of them since we graduated.

Dad went to greet them and it looked like he fit right in.

He was the Dad everyone’s dad was jealous of but couldn’t help to like him.

I was pretty shocked when I heard Dad wanted to come because he always declined their barbecue invites. 

He was the fittest of the group, but it looks like he is one of the heavier guys here. Dad told me he’s almost 260 pounds now, so Theo and I will probably lose again this year.

I feel conflicted. I wanted to look like Dad before when he had chiselled abs, but I also want to look like him now when he has a much larger presence with the same amount of confidence. I can’t do either correctly.

“You daydreaming, bro?” Brad said.

“It’s nothing. Let’s get the boxes out,” I replied.

“Just so you know, you can tell me whatever you want, Alright?” He said.

“Thanks man, appreciate it.”

He’s too pure to know about my problem with how my abs or belly doesn’t look right.

We got the tablecloth pinned in place to withstand the wind, then set up some disposable tableware.

“Good job, son,” Dad said as he patted my back.

I smiled for the first time today.

Brad’s dad put us on watch duty for the grill while I fought not to drool on the food. 

I’ll get my share. Old people first.

“Jacob? You’re all grown up! You’re a big boy now, almost as big as me. I bet you made your father proud.” Mr. Lancaster said. 

“Mr. Lancaster, you’re here! I didn’t know you were coming.”

He used to take me to his house with Ms. Lancaster when my mom was busy, or when Dad was substituting for other teachers.

Avery and I used to-

Wait, Avery is here?

I looked around to scan everyone.

“Oh, my boy is having a problem with his car, so he is probably not coming.” Mr. Lancaster said.

“We have the same issue too; it’s been a mess. Say hello to Avery for me, eh?”

“Of course, good to see you, Jay.” He replied.

I sighed in relief. I don’t know what to say to Avery if he comes. I missed him, but I also ignored him a couple times when I spotted him at the fast food place.

We served for an hour and a half. I probably lost the 60weight pounds I’ve gained, and my stomach is definitely deflated now.

Note to self: If I ever need to lose weight again, just stare at tasty barbecues all day just to have none of it.

“Ahem. Woah cool! Look at that shiny thing over there. I’m going to go fetch it!” Brad said suddenly, then ran off.

“Wait, you still have your-“

He ditched me.

I tried to flip over both of our grills to no avail.

“You need help?”

“Ahhhhhh!”I yelped.

Ave laughs with his usual lopsided smile.

“I thought you were,” I said.

“Dead? No. I caught an Uber.” Avery said.

“Right. Long time no see.” I reached out my hand for a shake.

“Seriously, Jay? When did you start doing that shit?” Ave said.

Same old Avery then. I took my hand back and hid a grin.

He looked so different I didn’t know how to react. By the looks of it, he’s almost doubled my weight, maybe around 450s. 

“Haven’t seen you in a while. You look good.” He said.

“You looked good too.” Now that I see him closely, it suits him, makes him look sturdy. His ass is hanging out in the back like a bra though.

“What were you up to this past year?” I asked.

“Well you know, I screwed up the football scholarship. But it’s the best thing that could’ve happened to me.” He said.

“I was pretty depressed for a bit, so I decided to go on one of the self-searching trips to some countries and states...”

Then he told me about the kind people and assholes he met on the way, as we finally sat down with our share of Barbecues.

Ave said that he got to eat food he never imagined existed, learn about cultures that changed his perspective on things.

He said he has never felt freer of any emotional constraints than he is now. I couldn't stop my smile from forming. I’m really happy for him.

He has always been harsh on himself. When school didn’t work, he dedicated his all to sports. On his way there, I felt like I lost a friend.

We talked for hours about the airplane seats being a bitch and how he’s sorry for whoever sat next to him, or about how I am addicted to fast foods and pancakes. He’s probably the only one I know that can relate.

I was lost in the conversation, with Brad interrupting occasionally with strange looks of wiggling eyebrows or smug smiles. I really don’t know what he’s on.

It’s when Dad is folding up the seats, and Brad’s dad cleans up the grill. Ave asked me.

“Wanna do this again sometime? My dad’s coffee shop has a new brownie coming up that he’s really proud of.”

Yes, of course. I wanna learn more about you and be friends again.

“Sorry, men. School is going to be busy. I also need to focus on football more this year, or I will get too fat to play.” I said.

“No problem Jay. You know I’ll always be there for you.” Avery said.

I tried to one arm hug him and he fully embraced me. His body is so warm and unbelievably soft.

For a moment, I wished I was proud like him. But I’m not free like him

Gathering supplies Dad brought, I walked back to the car, forgetting to ask for his number.

The school year started without much fanfare. But the feeling of estrangement grew.

Hanging out with the team was fun, but playing the game just doesn’t bring me the same amount of rush and anticipation anymore, instead, I look forward to the meal after the game that brings me the rush. It’s not like I was playing the game much anyway; I’m a glorified Waterboy now. My job is to refuel the Gatorade or water, then squirt it into the guys’ mouths. After that, I just need to hand them the towel and sit back to finish my hot dog. 

I know the team appreciates me. I would keep doing it for them if not for Coach’s disappointing stares. He probably thought I would be a star player like Dad, but I ended up fatter than the linebacker. I would be disappointed too.

My decision was made following the buzzing call of our defeat.

Chapter 3 ->

[annahnana]

fast food under 500 - wendy's (w/ protein)

breakfast ~ * small seasoned potatoes (230 cal, 3g protein) * honey butter biscuit (310 cal, 3g protein) * medium seasoned potatoes (330 cal, 4g protein) * bacon, egg and cheese muffin (390 cal, 17g protein) * sausage gravy & biscuit (400 cal, 6g protein) * large seasoned potatoes (410 cal, 6g protein) * bacon egg & cheese biscuit (420 cal, 16g protein) * bacon, egg and cheese croissant (430 cal, 13g protein) * sausage biscuit (450 cal, 11g protein) * 4 piece french toast sticks (450 cal, 11g protein) * chicken biscuit (500 cal, 14g protein)

burgers ~ * jr. hamburger (250 cal, 13g protein) * jr. cheeseburger (290 cal, 14g protein) * jr. cheeseburger deluxe (340 cal, 15g protein) * jr. bacon cheeseburger (370 cal, 18g protein) * double stack (410 cal, 23g protein) * bacon double stack (440 cal, 26g protein)

chicken sandwiches ~ * crispy chicken sandwich (330 cal, 13g protein) * grilled chicken ranch wrap (420 cal, 27g protein) * crispy chicken blt (420 cal, 18g protein) * spicy/classic chicken sandwich (490 cal, 28g protein)

nuggets ~ * 4 pc chicken nuggets (180 cal, 10g protein) * 4 pc spicy chicken nuggets (190 cal, 10g protein) * 6 pc chicken nuggets (270 cal, 15g protein) * 6 pc spicy chicken nuggets (280 cal, 15g protein) * 10 pc chicken nuggets (450 cal, 25g protein) * 10 pc spicy chicken nuggets (470 cal, 26g protein)

sides ~ * apple bites (35 cal, no protein) * jr fries (210 cal, 3g protein) * chili (240 cal, 16g protein) * small fries (260 cal, 4g protein) * plain baked potato (270 cal, 7g protein) * sour cream and chive baked potato (310 cal, 8g protein) * large chili (340 cal, 22g protein) * medium fries (350 cal, 5g protein) * cheese baked potato (450 cal, 15g protein) * bacon cheese baked potato (440 cal, 17g protein) * baconator fries (460 cal, 14g protein) * cheese fries (470 cal, 9g protein) * large fries (470 cal, 7g protein)

beverages ~ * hot coffee, all sizes (all 5 cal, no protein) * iced tea (5-10-10 cal, no protein) * cold brew, all sizes (15-15-25 cal, all 1g protein) * strawberry sweet tea (140-240-270 cal, no protein) * caramel frosty cream cold brew, all sizes (160-220-300 cal, 4-5-7g protein) * vanilla frosty cream cold brew, all sizes (170-220-300 cal, 4-5-7g protein) * chocolate frosty cream cold brew, all sizes (170-220-310 cal, 4-5-7g protein) * sweetened iced tea (190-270-320 cal, no protein) * all natural lemonade (190-280-330 cal, no protein) * strawberry lemonade (230-330-420 cal, no protein) * pineapple mango lemonade, all sizes (260-330-420 cal, no protein) * blueberry pomegranate lemonade, all sizes (240-350-450 cal, no protein)

desserts ~ * chocolate frosty, jr-medium (190-310-390 cal, 6-10-12g protein) * orange dreamsicle frosty, jr-medium (200-320-410 cal, 5-9-11g protein) * oatmeal bar (280 cal, 3g protein) * chocolate chunk cookie (330 cal, 3g protein) * sugar cookie (330 cal, 3g protein)

[askchilchuck]

Hello father. Please may I get a

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Quarter Pounder with Cheese

BLT Quarter Pounder

Bacon Habanero Ranch Quarter Pounder

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Egg McMuffin

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Sausage McMuffin with Egg

Steak, Egg & Cheese McMuffin

Bacon, Egg & Cheese Biscuit

Sausage Biscuit

Sausage Biscuit with Egg

Steak, Egg & Cheese Biscuit

Bacon, Egg & Cheese McGriddles

Sausage McGriddles

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Bacon, Egg & Cheese Bagel

Steak, Egg & Cheese Bagel

Big Breakfast

Big Breakfast with Hotcakes

Cinnamon Melts

Hotcakes

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Hash Browns

World Famous Fries

Apple Slices

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McCafé Frozen Strawberry Lemonade

McCafé Cherry Berry Chiller

McCafé Vanilla Shake

McCafé Chocolate Shake

McCafé Strawberry Shake

McCafé Dulce de Leche Shake

Vanilla Cone

Kiddie Cone

Hot Fudge Sundae

Hot Caramel Sundae

Strawberry Sundae

McFlurry with M&M's®

McFlurry with OREO® Cookies

Baked Apple Pie

Soft Baked Chocolate Chip Cookie

Soft Baked Oatmeal Raisin Cookie

From McDonald's

PLEASEEE 🥺

sorry for the long long long ask

That much food isn’t good for you. Besides, most of that would go to waste once you get full. You can have one meal, and one dessert. Anything more and you’re paying for it, got it?

[weight-gain-stories-lena]

MASSIVE GLORIA THE FACE OF FAT HOGS

Female Feedee and Female Feeder

-Part 1-

Linda, 23, was an enigma in her little corner of the world. With her shoulder-length ginger-red hair, pale skin, and bone-thin frame, she stood out against the neon-lit chaos of Fat Hogs, a local junk food haven where oversized burgers, towering milkshakes, and endless fries reigned supreme. Her love for the place wasn’t rooted in the food—it was the customers. Linda had always adored the soft curves of chubby people. There was something about their warmth and the way they carried themselves that made her heart flutter.

Among the regulars was Gloria, 21, a young Black woman with smooth, dark skin and a soft, chubby frame that seemed to glow with confidence. She had a laugh that echoed over the clatter of dishes and a smile that could brighten the greasiest corners of the restaurant. Gloria was a regular at Fat Hogs, always ordering the Double Hog Deluxe with extra cheese, large fries, and a chocolate shake.

At first, their interactions were casual. Linda would ring up Gloria’s order with her usual polite smile, and Gloria would always add a cheerful, “Thanks, hon!” But over time, their exchanges grew longer. Gloria would linger at the counter, cracking jokes about her love for the restaurant’s indulgent menu.

One day, Linda noticed something different. Gloria’s shirt seemed a little tighter, the fabric stretching ever so slightly across her soft stomach. Her jeans clung a bit snugger around her thighs. It was subtle, but Linda’s sharp eye caught every detail. Her heart raced.

“You know,” Linda said one day as she handed Gloria her tray, “this one’s on me. Extra burger for my favorite customer.”

Gloria raised an eyebrow, her lips curling into a playful grin. “Are you trying to fatten me up, Linda?” she teased, her voice dripping with mischief.

Linda’s pale cheeks flushed. She smirked, leaning slightly over the counter. “Just following restaurant policy,” she replied with a wink, her voice light with laughter.

Gloria burst out laughing, the sound warm and full, and took her tray to her usual booth. Linda watched as she dug into her meal, her appetite unashamedly enthusiastic.

As the weeks passed, Gloria’s visits became more frequent. She’d joke about needing a loyalty card, and Linda would slyly slide an extra fry or a dessert onto her tray. Gloria’s curves grew softer, her clothes tighter, and her confidence only seemed to shine brighter.

“You know,” Gloria said one day, leaning on the counter after her meal, “if you keep this up, I’m gonna need a whole new wardrobe.”

Linda laughed, her green eyes sparkling. “You don’t seem to mind.”

Gloria tilted her head, her grin widening. “Maybe I don’t.”

Their connection deepened with every shared joke and stolen glance. Gloria’s teasing grew bolder, and Linda found herself looking forward to every shift, hoping to see her favorite customer walk through the door.

One evening, as the restaurant buzzed with its usual chaos, Gloria approached the counter with an extra sway in her hips.

“Linda,” she said, her voice low and teasing, “are you trying to turn me into one of those Fat Hogs you serve here?”

Linda leaned on the counter, her smirk playful but her tone soft. “Would that be so bad?”

Gloria laughed, her cheeks dimpling. “Guess not.” She looked Linda in the eyes, her gaze warm and inviting. “But only if you’re around to enjoy the view.”

From that day on, their flirtation blossomed into something more. Gloria indulged in the meals Linda lovingly served, and Linda found herself more captivated with every passing day. At Fat Hogs, amidst the laughter and indulgence, the two of them found a connection as warm and comforting as a freshly fried batch of fries.

-Part 2-

Gloria’s visits to Fat Hogs became a daily ritual, and with every visit, her orders grew more elaborate. The Double Hog Deluxe became the Triple Stack Supreme. Fries were upgraded to chili cheese fries, and milkshakes were topped with whipped cream and extra fudge drizzle. Linda couldn’t help but notice how Gloria seemed to relish every bite, her laughter ringing louder, her cheeks fuller, and her confidence brighter than ever.

For Linda, it was like watching art in motion. She couldn’t tear her eyes away as Gloria sat in her usual booth, savoring each indulgent meal with unbridled joy. Her soft, curvy frame filled the space in a way that made Linda’s heart race. Gloria’s jeans were tighter now, the buttons straining slightly, and her shirts hugged her expanding frame in a way that Linda found mesmerizing.

One evening, as the dinner rush began to wind down, Gloria strolled in with a knowing smile. Her smooth, dark skin seemed to glow under the fluorescent lights, and she greeted Linda with a playful wink.

“Hey, Linda,” Gloria said, leaning on the counter. “What’s on the menu tonight? Or should I just ask what you think I *should* order?”

Linda bit her lip, trying to suppress the grin tugging at the corners of her mouth. “Well,” she began, her voice teasing, “I could recommend the Big Hog Feast. But that’s *a lot* of food.”

Gloria laughed, the sound warm and rich. “You underestimate me, girl. Add an extra dessert to that order, too. I’m feeling adventurous.”

Linda smirked, her cheeks flushed. “You know, at this rate, you’re going to make me break restaurant policy.”

“Is that so?” Gloria raised an eyebrow, leaning closer. “And what policy would that be?”

“The one about not spoiling customers too much,” Linda replied, her voice light and playful.

Gloria chuckled, her full lips curling into a grin. “Oh, I think I’m okay with being spoiled—especially by you.”

Linda handed over the tray, her fingers brushing against Gloria’s for a brief moment. Her heart skipped a beat as their eyes met.

As Gloria settled into her booth, Linda found herself stealing glances from behind the counter. She watched as Gloria indulged in her meal, her expression one of pure satisfaction. Each bite seemed to make her even more radiant, and Linda felt her resolve melting like butter on a hot grill.

It wasn’t just Gloria’s growing curves that captivated Linda; it was her unapologetic confidence, her warmth, and the way she seemed to light up the room. Linda could feel her admiration growing into something deeper, something she couldn’t ignore.

One night, as the restaurant was closing and Gloria lingered over her milkshake, Linda worked up the courage to join her. Sliding into the booth across from her, she placed a fresh plate of cookies on the table.

“On the house,” Linda said with a shy smile.

Gloria’s eyes sparkled with amusement. “You really are trying to fatten me up, aren’t you?”

Linda shrugged, her cheeks burning. “Maybe a little. But only because I love seeing you enjoy it.”

Gloria’s laughter was soft this time, almost tender. She reached across the table, her fingers brushing against Linda’s. “You know,” she said, her voice low, “I think I’m starting to enjoy this place as much as I enjoy the food.”

Linda’s heart swelled, and for the first time, she let herself hope that this connection, this growing affection, was mutual. As the night stretched on and their conversation deepened, Linda realized that Gloria wasn’t just her favorite customer—she was quickly becoming her favorite person.

-Part 3-

Fat Hogs was buzzing as usual, but Linda’s focus was only on one person: Gloria. Over the past few weeks, Gloria had become more than a regular. She was the center of Linda’s world, the highlight of every shift. And with every visit, Gloria seemed to grow, her appetite matching her ever-expanding curves.

Tonight was no different. Gloria arrived with her radiant smile and confident sway, though her outfit told a different story. Her jeans no longer buttoned; they sat unfastened under her soft belly, which peeked out from beneath a shirt that had clearly surrendered to her growing frame. The fabric clung to her chest and strained across her sides, leaving a sliver of smooth, dark skin visible. Stains from previous indulgent meals dotted the fabric, evidence of her unapologetic enjoyment.

“Linda, sweetheart,” Gloria called from her usual booth, her voice playful but with an edge of mischief. “I’m feeling extra hungry tonight. What’s the biggest meal you’ve got?”

Linda felt her cheeks flush. “The Mega Hog Platter,” she replied, trying to sound casual. “It’s, uh… meant to be shared.”

Gloria raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at her lips. “Perfect. And add an extra milkshake to that. Chocolate. No—make it two milkshakes.”

Linda nodded, her hands trembling slightly as she punched in the order. She couldn’t help but steal glances at Gloria as the food was prepared, her heart racing every time she noticed how the booth seemed to hug Gloria’s expanding figure.

When Linda finally delivered the heaping tray to Gloria, she couldn’t help but marvel at the spread: burgers piled high with toppings, a mountain of fries, onion rings, and two towering milkshakes drizzled with fudge.

“Enjoy,” Linda said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Oh, I will,” Gloria said with a wink, immediately diving into her feast.

Linda watched from the counter, utterly transfixed. With every bite, Gloria’s movements slowed, her breathing grew heavier, and her belly pushed further outward. Her shirt had officially given up, riding up to expose the soft, rounded curve of her stomach. By the time she polished off the last fry and slurped the final dregs of her milkshake, Gloria looked utterly stuffed, her belly pressing firmly against the edge of the table.

“Linda!” Gloria called, her voice sing-song and teasing.

Linda snapped out of her trance and hurried over, her heart pounding.

Gloria leaned back in the booth, her hands resting on either side of her bloated stomach. “So,” she said, her tone playful but challenging, “are you trying to fatten me up like one of those hogs you serve here?”

Linda froze, her face turning a deep shade of red. Before she could think, before she could even stop herself, she reached out with her thin, pale hand and gently placed it on Gloria’s overstuffed belly.

“Yes,” Linda said softly, her voice trembling but honest.

Gloria’s eyes widened in surprise, but then her lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. She covered Linda’s hand with her own, her touch warm and reassuring.

“Well,” Gloria said, her voice low and sultry, “you’re doing a damn good job of it.”

Linda’s breath hitched as Gloria gave her hand a gentle squeeze. For a moment, the noise of the restaurant faded into the background. It was just the two of them, sharing an unspoken understanding, a connection that had been growing along with Gloria’s curves.

“Guess I’ll have to keep coming back for more,” Gloria added with a wink, her smile making Linda’s heart flutter.

Linda couldn’t help but laugh, her nerves melting away. “I’ll make sure you’re always well-fed,” she said, her voice soft but full of promise.

And as the night went on, Linda knew this was just the beginning of something even bigger—something that, like Gloria’s appetite, would only continue to grow.

-Part 4-

The buzz of Fat Hogs was drowned out in Linda’s world as she watched Gloria waddle into the restaurant. The once-effortless sway of her hips had transformed into a slow, labored shuffle. Her thighs, now massive and rubbing together with every step, made the seams of her once-nice jeans burst open at the sides. The denim flapped as she moved, unable to contain the soft, pillowy expanse of her legs.

Her shirt—if it could still be called that—was a shadow of its former self. Once crisp and white, it was now permanently stained with the remnants of indulgent meals: ketchup, butter, sauces, and grease. The fabric clung desperately to her frame, barely covering her massive chest, which heaved with every breath. Her belly, round and overstuffed, peeked out from beneath the shirt, soft folds visible as it jiggled slightly with each step.

Linda felt her pulse quicken as Gloria made her way to her usual booth. She looked utterly exhausted, her cheeks flushed, her breathing heavy as she eased herself into the seat with a loud huff. The booth groaned in protest, the sound sending a thrill through Linda.

“Linda,” Gloria called, her voice breathy but still playful, “what’s the biggest meal you can whip up for me today? And don’t hold back. I’m starving.”

Linda’s heart raced as she approached the counter, her hands trembling with anticipation. Over the past few weeks, she’d taken every opportunity to add a little extra to Gloria’s orders: an extra patty here, an extra side of fries there. Gloria never seemed to mind—in fact, she seemed to revel in it, her appetite growing as quickly as her figure.

“Coming right up,” Linda replied, her voice soft and eager. She turned to the kitchen, instructing the cooks to prepare an absolute feast: triple-stacked burgers dripping with cheese, mountains of fries loaded with bacon and ranch, milkshakes topped with whipped cream and sprinkles, fried chicken wings glazed in honey butter, and even a giant dessert platter to cap it all off.

As the food was prepared, Linda couldn’t help but steal glances at Gloria. She was slouched in the booth, her belly pressing firmly against the edge of the table. Her breathing was labored, her chest rising and falling in time with her contented huffs. To Linda, the sight was music, each breath a melody of indulgence and satisfaction.

When Linda finally delivered the tray, Gloria’s eyes widened at the sheer volume of food. “Now this is what I’m talking about,” she said, her voice low and filled with excitement.

Linda hovered nearby, watching as Gloria dug in with gusto. Each bite was accompanied by satisfied sighs, her fingers glistening with grease as she devoured burger after burger, fry after fry. Linda’s extra additions hadn’t gone unnoticed—Gloria even smirked between bites, clearly aware of Linda’s intentions.

As Gloria worked her way through the feast, her breathing grew heavier, her cheeks flushed with the effort. By the time she finished, her belly was impossibly round, pressing against the table so firmly that it seemed to demand more space. Her shirt had ridden up even further, exposing the full expanse of her stuffed stomach.

“Linda,” Gloria called, her voice hoarse and breathy, “get over here.”

Linda approached, her heart pounding in her chest. Gloria was leaning back, her hands resting on her swollen belly, her face a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.

“You are fattening me up like a hog, aren’t you?” Gloria asked, her tone teasing but her eyes serious.

Without hesitation, Linda stepped closer, her hand trembling as she reached out and placed it on Gloria’s overstuffed belly. The warmth of Gloria’s skin sent a jolt through her.

“Yes,” Linda admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “And I love every second of it.”

Gloria chuckled, her laughter soft and full. “Well,” she said, her voice low and inviting, “you’ve got your work cut out for you. I don’t think I’m done growing just yet.”

Linda’s cheeks flushed, and her smile widened. “Good,” she replied, her voice filled with adoration.

As Gloria shifted in the booth, her massive frame taking up more space than ever, Linda knew this wasn’t just a fleeting connection. It was a love that would keep growing, just like Gloria herself. And Linda couldn’t wait to see how far it would go.

-Part 5-

The day started like any other at Fat Hogs, but by mid-afternoon, Linda felt an unease creeping into her chest. Gloria hadn’t come in. She always arrived like clockwork, her teasing grin lighting up Linda’s entire shift. But today, the restaurant felt quieter, emptier without her presence.

Linda spent the entire day glancing toward the door, hoping to see Gloria waddling in with her confident sway. But as the evening wore on, her hope began to fade. The usual rush died down, and soon, it was almost closing time. Linda sighed, leaning on the counter, her thoughts consumed by worry.

Just as she was about to clean up, a massive delivery order came in. Linda’s eyes widened as she scanned the ticket: three Triple Hog Platters, two Mega Hog Feasts, six milkshakes, a mountain of fries, onion rings, wings, and a variety of desserts. It was the largest order she’d ever seen, and her heart skipped a beat when she noticed the special request:

**“Linda must deliver this personally.”**

Her breath caught. It had to be Gloria.

Linda rushed to prepare the order, piling the food onto several trays, her hands trembling with anticipation. Once everything was packed, she grabbed the address from the receipt and hurried out the door, her heart racing with every step.

When she arrived at Gloria’s apartment, she hesitated for a moment before knocking. The door creaked open slightly, and Gloria’s voice called from inside, sounding soft and almost shy.

“It’s open. Come in.”

Linda stepped inside, her arms loaded with bags of food. As she walked into the living room, her jaw dropped. Gloria was seated on a massive couch, her body spilling over the sides in soft, pillowy folds. She was wearing nothing but a pair of panties that barely clung to her hips, the elastic stretched to its limit.

Her belly was enormous, spreading across her lap and resting on her thighs, her dark skin smooth and glowing under the soft light of the room. Her chest was just as impressive, the once-tight shirts that barely contained her now long abandoned. She looked up at Linda with a sheepish grin, her cheeks flushed.

“Hey, Linda,” Gloria said, her voice breathy but warm. “Guess I’m not exactly… mobile these days.”

Linda blinked, her eyes wide as she took in the sight before her. She set the bags of food on the coffee table, her hands trembling slightly. “Gloria… are you okay?”

Gloria chuckled, the sound rich and deep. “Oh, I’m more than okay. Just… growing a little faster than I expected.” She gestured to her body, her belly jiggling slightly with the motion. “Clothes don’t exactly fit anymore, as you can see.”

Linda’s face turned crimson, her heart pounding in her chest. “I… I didn’t know you’d stopped coming because of—”

Gloria interrupted with a teasing smirk. “Oh, don’t act like you’re not loving this, Linda.” She leaned back, her belly rising and falling with each labored breath. “You’ve been fattening me up for months. This is your handiwork.”

Linda’s cheeks burned, and she couldn’t deny the truth in Gloria’s words. Slowly, she stepped closer, her pale, skinny hand reaching out instinctively to rest on Gloria’s massive belly. The warmth of Gloria’s skin, the softness beneath her touch, sent a shiver down Linda’s spine.

“I… I love it,” Linda admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re… beautiful.”

Gloria’s eyes softened, and her grin widened. “I was hoping you’d say that,” she said, her voice low and sultry. She reached out, taking Linda’s hand and pressing it deeper into her soft stomach. “Now, what are you going to do about all this food you brought me?”

Linda’s lips curled into a shy smile. “I’ll help you, of course,” she said softly.

As the two of them settled in, Gloria began to eat, savoring every bite of the feast Linda had brought her. Linda stayed by her side, her hand never leaving Gloria’s belly, her heart full as she watched the woman she adored indulge without hesitation.

For Linda, this was everything she’d ever wanted—a connection deeper and more intimate than she’d ever imagined. And for Gloria, it was a love that celebrated her in every way, curves and all. Together, they were a perfect match, their bond growing as boundless as Gloria herself.

-Part 6-

It became Linda’s daily ritual. Mid-shift at Fat Hogs, she would secretly prepare massive orders of food: trays loaded with burgers stacked high with cheese and bacon, mountains of fries drenched in gravy, tubs of fried chicken, and desserts dripping with caramel and fudge. She didn’t wait for Gloria to order anymore—she knew what her “fat hog” needed.

With the second key Gloria had casually handed her one evening, Linda would quietly slip into her apartment, arms laden with the feast. Each time, Gloria would be waiting, sprawled out on the couch, her massive, shining body filling more of the room with every visit.

Today was no different. Linda entered, carefully balancing the bags of food, her heart racing at the familiar sight of Gloria lounging in nothing but her stretched-out panties. Her dark skin gleamed under the soft light, her enormous belly spilling over her thighs, rising and falling with every slow breath. Her chest was just as captivating, full and heavy, the soft curves mesmerizing Linda in ways she couldn’t fully explain.

“Babe,” Gloria called out, her voice low and warm, “you’re spoiling me again, aren’t you?”

Linda smiled, setting the food down on the coffee table. “I just know you, Gloria. You’re always hungry.”

Gloria chuckled, the sound deep and rich. “You’ve got that right.” She reached out, grabbing a burger and taking a massive bite, sighing with satisfaction. Between bites, she looked at Linda, her eyes gleaming with something playful, something… hungry.

“You know,” Gloria said, her voice teasing, “I don’t think I’m just addicted to this food. I think I’m addicted to *you*, skinny girl.”

Linda’s cheeks flushed. She approached, her pale, bony frame almost ethereal in contrast to Gloria’s massive, soft body. She stood close, her eyes drawn to Gloria’s expansive belly, which seemed even rounder today, pressing outward as if demanding attention.

Gloria smirked, leaning back further, letting her belly rise and fall dramatically. “Go on, Linda,” she said, her tone playful but commanding. “You know what I want.”

Linda hesitated for only a moment before reaching out, her thin, pale fingers pressing into Gloria’s warm, soft skin. The sensation was electric. She rubbed slow, careful circles over Gloria’s massive stomach, her heart pounding as she watched Gloria’s eyes flutter closed, her full lips curling into a satisfied smile.

“God, those skinny hands of yours…” Gloria murmured, her voice heavy with pleasure. “I swear, Linda, you’ve got magic fingers.”

Linda’s breathing quickened as she continued her motions, her hands exploring the soft expanse of Gloria’s belly, feeling every curve, every fold. There was something intoxicating about the contrast between them, about how her own thin, pale body seemed to disappear against Gloria’s abundant, radiant form.

“Do you like this?” Linda whispered, her voice barely audible.

Gloria opened her eyes, her gaze locking onto Linda’s. “I *love* it,” she said, her tone sincere and raw. “And I love you, Linda. Every skinny inch of you.”

Linda froze, her heart skipping a beat. Gloria had never said it out loud before, though Linda had felt it in every shared glance, every playful tease, every moment spent together.

“I love you too,” Linda admitted, her voice trembling with emotion.

Gloria reached up, pulling Linda down onto the couch beside her, their bodies pressed together in a beautiful contrast of soft and firm, dark and pale. “Good,” Gloria said with a grin, wrapping an arm around Linda. “Now, keep rubbing while I eat. We’ve got a lot more growing to do.”

Linda laughed, her cheeks flushing as she rested her head on Gloria’s shoulder, her hands returning to their familiar spot on Gloria’s belly. As Gloria ate and Linda rubbed, both women felt a sense of completeness, of love that transcended appearances, that celebrated every curve, every touch, every moment.

In that quiet apartment, surrounded by food and love, Linda knew she would never want anything else. Gloria was hers, and she was Gloria’s—two opposites who fit together perfectly, their connection growing stronger, deeper, and more indulgent with every passing day.

-Part 7-

For months, Linda’s secret had been her own to keep. She balanced her duties at Fat Hogs with her daily visits to Gloria’s apartment, slipping away mid-shift to deliver Gloria her feasts. But the whispers among her coworkers had grown louder.

“Where does she disappear to?” one asked.

“She’s always back just before closing,” another muttered.

Linda tried to ignore them, keeping her head down and focusing on her tasks. But the weight of her double life grew heavier each day.

One evening, as the restaurant neared closing, Linda was stacking trays when a firm voice startled her.

“Linda. My office. Now.”

She spun around to see her boss, Mr. Carmichael, standing in the doorway of his office. He was a broad, husky man whose tailored blue suit and hog-pink tie somehow made him look both commanding and jovial. His stern expression made Linda’s stomach twist with anxiety.

Inside his office, the walls were decorated with framed photos of oversized meals and satisfied customers. Behind his desk, a slogan read: **“Indulge Without Limits.”**

“Sit,” he said, motioning to the chair across from his desk.

Linda obeyed, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

“Linda,” Mr. Carmichael began, his voice deep but not unkind, “I’ve noticed something… peculiar. Your shifts. You vanish for hours, only to return like nothing happened.”

Linda’s heart pounded in her chest. She opened her mouth to speak but hesitated. Could she really tell him the truth?

“I… I’m sorry, sir,” she stammered. “I just… I’ve been helping someone. A… a customer.”

“A *customer*?” he repeated, raising an eyebrow.

Before she could stop herself, the words tumbled out in a rush. She told him everything—how Gloria had been a daily visitor, how Linda had fallen for her, and how she had been sneaking away to feed her. She described Gloria’s transformation, her immobility, and how Linda continued to fatten her, bringing her food and rubbing her massive belly every day.

When she finally finished, Linda was breathless, her cheeks burning with shame. She braced herself for anger, for reprimand, for dismissal.

But instead, Mr. Carmichael burst into a broad grin.

“Linda,” he said, leaning back in his chair, “this is *exactly* why I created Fat Hogs.”

Linda blinked, confused. “What?”

“This place,” he said, gesturing around him, “isn’t just a restaurant. It’s a haven for indulgence, for greed, for people who want to let go and enjoy life without limits. And you—” he pointed at her, his smile growing wider, “—you’ve taken that vision to the next level.”

Linda stared at him, her mouth slightly open.

“Your ‘hog,’ as you call her, is a masterpiece,” Mr. Carmichael continued, his voice filled with pride. “And you—feeding her, loving her, making her grow—you embody everything this place stands for. In fact, I’d say you and Gloria are the *perfect* ambassadors for Fat Hogs.”

“Ambassadors?” Linda echoed, her voice faint.

“Yes!” Mr. Carmichael exclaimed, clapping his hands together. “I want to make you two the face of our brand. Commercials, social media campaigns—the works. Gloria will get all the free food she can eat, and I’ll even cover your expenses. Her rent, her furniture—hell, I’ll replace anything that breaks under her… growth.”

Linda’s heart raced. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You… you’re serious?”

“Dead serious,” he said, leaning forward. “You and Gloria are what Fat Hogs is all about. A celebration of indulgence and excess. Think about it—imagine Gloria enjoying one of our feasts on camera, her belly glistening, her smile radiant. And you, right by her side, feeding her, rubbing her belly. It’ll be perfect.”

Linda’s cheeks flushed, a mix of excitement and disbelief coursing through her. She thought of Gloria, of how much she’d grown, of how much she loved her. Could they really share their connection with the world?

“I… I’ll have to talk to Gloria,” Linda said finally.

“Of course,” Mr. Carmichael replied, standing and extending a hand. “But I think she’ll love the idea. After all, she’s living proof of what we stand for.”

Linda shook his hand, her mind racing as she left the office. She couldn’t wait to tell Gloria the news. Their love, their bond—it wasn’t just theirs anymore. It was about to become something even bigger.

And as she headed home, carrying another feast for her monumental hog, Linda felt a sense of pride and excitement she’d never known before. Together, she and Gloria were unstoppable, their love and indulgence a testament to the limitless joy of Fat Hogs.

-Part 8-

Linda burst into Gloria’s apartment, the door swinging open with a clatter. She was out of breath, her pale cheeks flushed as she stumbled forward, arms loaded with bags of food.

“Gloria!” she called, her voice trembling with excitement. “You’re not going to believe this!”

Gloria was sprawled out on the couch, her massive, glistening body looking even softer and more inviting than ever. Her belly, round and heavy, spilled across her lap, rising and falling with every labored breath. Her chest, full and radiant, was barely contained by the stretched fabric of her panties and nothing else. She looked up, her dark eyes gleaming with curiosity as Linda staggered toward her.

“What’s got you so worked up, skinny girl?” Gloria asked, her voice thick with playful amusement.

Linda didn’t answer right away. Instead, she dropped the bags of food on the coffee table and immediately began pulling out burgers, fries, wings, and desserts. She grabbed a double-stacked burger and pressed it into Gloria’s waiting hands.

“Eat,” Linda instructed, her voice breathless.

Gloria smirked but obeyed, biting into the burger with gusto. Her cheeks puffed out as she chewed, her soft lips glistening with grease.

“My boss,” Linda began, her words tumbling out in a rush as she grabbed a handful of fries and gently stuffed them into Gloria’s mouth between bites, “he knows about us. About you. About how I’ve been… feeding you.”

Gloria raised an eyebrow, her cheeks full as she chewed. “He does?” she mumbled, her voice muffled by the food.

Linda nodded, grabbing a piece of fried chicken and holding it up to Gloria’s lips. “And he *loves* it, Gloria! He said we’re exactly what Fat Hogs is all about—indulgence, greed, everything! He wants us to be the face of the brand.”

Gloria paused mid-bite, her eyes widening. Linda stuffed the chicken into her mouth, refusing to let her stop eating.

“Keep going,” Linda urged, her pale hands moving quickly to grab the next treat. “He said we’ll get free food—*as much as you want*—and he’ll even pay for your apartment, your furniture, anything you need. All you have to do is… be you. Show the world who you are.”

Gloria chewed slowly, swallowing with some effort as her massive chest heaved with excitement. “Wait,” she said between bites, her voice playful and muffled. “So, you’re saying… I don’t have to work no more? Just sit here, eat, and be fabulous?”

Linda giggled, pressing a milkshake straw to Gloria’s lips. “Exactly. You’ll be famous, Gloria. Everyone will see how beautiful you are.”

Gloria grinned, her mouth still full as she took a long sip of the milkshake. “Girl, every black woman’s dream is to be famous,” she teased, her voice thick with laughter. “Guess I’m no different.”

Linda’s cheeks flushed as she grabbed another burger, pushing it into Gloria’s waiting hands. “You deserve it, Gloria. You’re perfect. I want the whole world to see what I see.”

Gloria chuckled, her massive belly jiggling slightly as she laughed. “If it means more food and no work? Honey, I’m in.” She paused, her dark eyes twinkling with mischief. “But you better keep feeding me, Linda. Can’t have my number-one girl slacking now.”

Linda smiled, her hands trembling as she grabbed another handful of fries. “I’ll never stop,” she whispered, leaning closer. “You’ll be the biggest, most beautiful star the world has ever seen.”

As Gloria continued to eat, her belly growing visibly rounder with each bite, Linda felt a swell of pride and excitement. Together, they were unstoppable. With Gloria’s confidence and Linda’s devotion, they were about to take on the world—one indulgent bite at a time.

-Part 9-

The next day, Linda couldn’t contain her excitement. As soon as she stepped into Fat Hogs, she rushed straight to her boss’s office without even greeting her coworkers. She had big news—news that was sure to change everything for her and Gloria.

Mr. Carmichael was sitting at his desk, going through some papers, but his eyes lit up when Linda burst in, her eyes wide and gleaming with anticipation.

“Boss! I told Gloria everything,” Linda said breathlessly. “She’s in. She loves the idea. She wants to be the face of Fat Hogs.”

Mr. Carmichael leaned back in his chair, grinning ear to ear. “I knew you two would come around. I’ve been planning for this moment. Now, let’s get her officially on board.”

He slid a contract across the desk to Linda, a thick piece of paper with the Fat Hogs logo at the top—the dark blue flag with the iconic pink hog face emblazoned on it. Linda’s heart raced as she read through the contract. It was simple—nothing more than a few conditions that would make Gloria the restaurant’s official ambassador.

“Gloria will get her own *special* menu item,” Mr. Carmichael explained, his voice deep and confident. “The Gloria Series—five stacked burgers, each one bigger than the last. And you, Linda, will be posting content daily—six posts or videos—of you feeding Gloria the most indulgent food Fat Hogs has to offer. You’ll wear your uniform in each post, and Gloria just has to wear the Fat Hogs cap and cover her chest with Fat Hogs stickers. That’s it.”

Linda’s heart swelled as she looked at the contract, the excitement building in her chest. She couldn’t wait to get started.

“I love it,” Linda said, a gleam in her eye. “And… I was thinking, for the video background, I want one of those Fat Hogs flags. The more Fat Hogs we can show, the better, right?”

Mr. Carmichael let out a deep, booming laugh. “Exactly, Linda. The more Fat Hogs, the more exposure. It’s all about indulgence, greed, and showing off what we do best.”

Linda smiled proudly, picking up the contract with both hands. “This is going to be huge, boss. Gloria and I are going to make Fat Hogs the biggest name out there.”

“Good,” he said with a grin. “Now, get that contract signed. I’ll have a whole campaign ready for you two by next week. And make sure Gloria is ready to eat. We’re going to make her *the* star of the show.”

Linda beamed, practically skipping out of the office with the contract in hand. Everything was falling into place. She knew that with Gloria by her side, they were going to take Fat Hogs—and their love for indulgence—to the next level.

As she made her way to Gloria’s apartment later that day, the weight of the new opportunity hit her. She felt like a star maker, like a director of a massive production, and Gloria was the lead actress. But more than that, it was about love—the kind of love that grew with every indulgent bite.

When Linda arrived at Gloria’s apartment, she couldn’t wait to tell her. “Gloria!” she exclaimed, rushing through the door, “we’re going to be famous! We’ve got the contract, and they’re giving you your own burger series! It’s the *Gloria Series*—five stacked burgers, each bigger than the last!”

Gloria looked up from her spot on the couch, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and amusement. “Wait, what? A whole burger series just for me?”

“Yep,” Linda said with a grin. “And you’ll be the face of Fat Hogs, Gloria. You’ll be wearing the Fat Hogs cap and stickers, and I’ll be feeding you every day. All you have to do is eat, and I’ll take care of the rest. We’ll be making videos and posting them everywhere. It’s going to be massive.”

Gloria’s eyes lit up. “You’re telling me I don’t have to work, and all I have to do is eat burgers and get famous? Sounds like a dream come true, babe.”

Linda chuckled, her heart full of pride. “Exactly. And the more Fat Hogs content we have, the better. We’re going to make the world see how amazing you are.”

Gloria grinned, her lips curving into a seductive smile. “Well, if I’m going to be famous, I might as well enjoy every bite of it. Let’s make those burgers *bigger* and *better*.”

Linda laughed and kissed Gloria’s cheek. “You got it, my monumental hog.”

As they began to plan their first post together, Linda felt a sense of excitement building between them. The world was about to see everything they had—everything they were—and they were going to make it bigger than anyone ever imagined. For Linda and Gloria, the journey to fame and indulgence had only just begun.

-Part 10-

The social media posts came fast and furious. Linda and Gloria, fueled by a shared vision, flooded the internet with content that showcased their unapologetic indulgence. Initially, they adhered to the six posts a day as instructed, but it quickly became clear to both of them that six simply wasn’t enough to capture the attention they craved.

Soon, their posts turned into a whirlwind of videos and pictures, with each one more indulgent than the last. Every time they created a new video, Gloria seemed to grow even bigger. Her belly, which had once been a soft, proud curve, was now an imposing and heavy force that commanded attention. Her face, once round and radiant, was fuller, more luscious, and captivating with every bite she took. Gloria seemed to revel in the growing attention, her confidence shining through as she devoured every item of food Linda placed before her.

Gloria, now wearing the Fat Hogs cap and covered in the restaurant’s signature stickers, became an icon of excess. She would laugh and joke in front of the camera, playfully rubbing her massive belly, as Linda filmed and lovingly fed her more. The content wasn’t just about the food—it was about the joy of indulging, of letting go of limits and embracing the deliciousness that Fat Hogs represented.

And soon, their videos became more than just posts; they were stories—intimate moments between Linda and Gloria, captured for the world to see. They laughed together, joked about Gloria’s growing size, and playfully teased the viewers, making every video feel like an exclusive peek into their indulgent world. Sometimes, there were 12 or more posts in a single day, each one featuring a new burger, a decadent milkshake, or a mountain of fries. The more Fat Hogs products they showcased, the better.

Gloria didn’t mind the growing attention. In fact, she thrived on it. “I’m famous, babe,” she would say with a wink, reaching for yet another burger. “And I’m only getting bigger.”

Linda, always behind the camera, couldn’t help but smile at the sight of Gloria’s ever-expanding form. The more Gloria ate, the more Linda seemed to fall deeper in love with her. Watching Gloria grow, watching her become the living, breathing embodiment of indulgence and pleasure—it was a fantasy come to life.

The Fat Hogs team took notice. They were thrilled with the success of the content. Views skyrocketed, and their sales boomed. But the real magic happened in the comments. The community of Fat Hogs followers—those who reveled in the same indulgence—responded in kind. They praised Gloria’s appetite, admired her strength, and asked for more. Every post was a call for excess, a celebration of hunger that could never be satisfied.

Over time, it wasn’t just Linda and Gloria who felt the effects. Fat Hogs customers, inspired by the viral videos, began flocking to the restaurant in droves. They, too, wanted to embrace the philosophy of indulgence. They ordered more—bigger meals, more sides, and the biggest, most decadent desserts. And soon enough, just like Gloria, they too began to grow. The community of Fat Hogs customers, once satisfied with a regular meal, now found themselves reaching for seconds, thirds, and more. They couldn’t get enough of the food, and like Gloria, they reveled in the pleasure of each bite.

In every corner of Fat Hogs, the once-slim figures of customers began to soften and round. Bodies swelled, and faces grew fuller with each indulgent meal. It wasn’t just the food that changed them—it was the philosophy that Linda and Gloria had helped create. A world where indulgence was celebrated, where size didn’t matter as long as you were enjoying yourself.

Gloria, now a living legend, continued to grow, her belly a testament to the unrelenting indulgence that had made her famous. And Linda, standing by her side, was more than just her lover—she was the guiding force behind the camera, making sure the world saw just how far they could take this new world of indulgence.

Each day, they posted more videos, more pictures, and more moments of joy, sharing their journey with the world. And as Gloria’s body expanded and the customers of Fat Hogs followed suit, Linda knew that this was only the beginning. Their empire of indulgence had just begun—and it would continue to grow, one bite at a time.

-Part 11-

Gloria’s fame grew with every passing day, just as her body did. Under Linda’s devoted care and relentless feeding, Gloria was eating more than ever before. Each feast was more indulgent, more extravagant, and more awe-inspiring than the last. Videos of Gloria devouring massive stacks of burgers, slurping down oversized milkshakes, and demolishing mountains of fries while Linda lovingly rubbed her immense belly had become daily sensations. Fans were glued to their screens, eagerly awaiting the next post.

Gloria’s sheer size had become the centerpiece of Fat Hogs’ marketing. The restaurant didn’t just embrace indulgence—it celebrated it. As Gloria's body grew, the restaurant’s image grew right alongside her. Fans affectionately called her "The Fat Hog Herself," and she wore the title with pride. She was their idol, their symbol of unapologetic indulgence.

Linda, always at her side, took her role as Gloria’s caretaker and promoter seriously. She carefully planned each feast, ensuring every bite was a spectacle for the fans. As Gloria ate, Linda would rub her growing mass of soft, dark fat, her pale hands almost disappearing into Gloria’s belly. The intimacy of it all—the devotion, the care—captivated viewers.

Fat Hogs capitalized on the frenzy. Sales skyrocketed as customers from all walks of life poured into the restaurants, inspired by Gloria's legendary appetite. The company reinvested the money into transforming its spaces to accommodate the ever-growing community.

The changes were immediate and noticeable:

- **Wider doors**: The standard entrances were replaced with grand, double-wide doorways to welcome customers of all sizes comfortably.

- **Spacious seating**: Tables and benches were spread farther apart, offering plenty of room for the increasingly larger clientele. Reinforced chairs and extra-wide booths became the norm.

- **Upgraded restrooms**: The bathrooms were redesigned with larger stalls and sturdier fixtures to ensure comfort and accessibility for everyone.

- **Bigger parking spots**: Even the parking lots were updated, with wider spaces to accommodate larger vehicles often needed for transporting heavyset customers.

The restaurant became more than just a place to eat—it was a haven for those who wanted to indulge without judgment.

Gloria’s fans didn’t just watch her; they followed her example. Customers ordered larger meals, piling their trays high with double and triple portions. Some even attempted to recreate the legendary “Gloria Series” of burgers, though none could finish it as effortlessly as she did.

Gloria herself was thriving under the attention, her belly swelling further with every meal. Her once-tight Fat Hogs cap had been replaced with a custom oversized version, and the stickers on her chest were now specially printed to fit her monumental curves. She basked in the admiration of her fans, often waving at the camera with a cheeky grin as Linda fed her another fry or rubbed her belly soothingly after a particularly indulgent meal.

“Linda,” Gloria said one evening after a particularly massive feast, her voice a mix of exhaustion and contentment, “can you believe this? All this just because I love to eat.”

Linda smiled, her pale face glowing with pride. She reached out to press her hands gently into the vast expanse of Gloria’s belly, massaging it lovingly. “You’re not just eating, Gloria. You’re showing people that it’s okay to enjoy life, to indulge, to be themselves. You’re changing everything.”

“And getting paid for it,” Gloria added with a laugh, her belly jiggling with the motion. “Don’t forget that part.”

Linda laughed too, leaning in to kiss Gloria’s cheek. “And you deserve every penny, my beautiful hog.”

The community of Fat Hogs customers continued to grow—literally and figuratively. It wasn’t just a restaurant anymore; it was a movement, a celebration of indulgence and freedom. Gloria was their queen, and Linda was her devoted partner, ensuring that every moment of her reign was captured and shared with the world.

As the restaurant expanded to meet the needs of its ever-growing patrons, Linda and Gloria knew they had created something special. It wasn’t just about food; it was about love, acceptance, and the joy of living life to the fullest. And as Gloria grew bigger by the minute, Linda’s heart swelled with pride, knowing they were just getting started.

-End-

I sincerely hope my story didn’t offend anyone. My only intention was to create something enjoyable and fun for readers to experience. 💜

[sxsilly2]

mcdonald's nutrition post for edblr

DISCLAIMER: this is what i found for aussie maccas, it may be different worldwide. all kcal are PER SERVING. 🤍 feel free to request other nutrition posts

fries -

SMALL - 219 kcal

MEDIUM - 316 kcal

LARGE - 389 kcal

beef -

BBQ BACON ANGUS - 794 kcal

REGULAR / DOUBLE BIG MAC - 559 / 755 kcal

REGULAR / DOUBLE / TRIPLE CHEESEBURGER - 297 / 444 / 590 kcal

CLASSIC ANGUS - 707 kcal

HAMBURGER - 249 kcal

REGULAR / DOUBLE QUARTER POUNDER - 534 / 823 kcal

chicken and fish -

CHICKEN N CHEESE - 428 kcal

GRILLED CHICKEN DELUXE - 505 kcal

REGULAR / DOUBLE MCCHICKEN - 449 / 711 kcal

MCCRISPY - 537 kcal

MCCRISPY CHICKEN DELUXE - 597 kcal

MCSPICY BURGER - 567 kcal

REGULAR / DOUBLE FILET O FISH - 330 / 518 kcal

nuggets -

3PC - 108 kcal

6PC - 216 kcal

10PC - 360 kcal

20PC - 721 kcal

24PC - 865 kcal

40pc - 1440 kcal

salads -

CAESER GRILLED CHICKEN SALAD - 467 kcal

CAESER CRISPY CHICKEN SALAD - 616 kcal

CLASSIC GRILLED CHICKEN SALAD - 265 kcal

CLASSIC CRISPY CHICKEN SALAD - 414 kcal

GARDEN SALAD - 62 kcal

wraps -

AIOLI GRILLED CHICKEN WRAP - 445 kcal

AIOLI CRISPY CHICKEN WRAP - 595 kcal

CAESER GRILLED CHICKEN WRAP - 477 kcal

CAESER CRISPY CHICKEN WRAP - 627 kcal

CHICKEN SNACK WRAP - 264 kcal

GRILLED CHICKEN SNACK WRAP - 217 kcal

condiments -

BALSAMIC DRESSING - 44 kcal

CAESER SAUCE - 183 kcal

BBQ DIPPING SAUCE - 44 kcal

SWEET N SOUR DIPPING SAUCE - 49 kcal

SWEET MUSTARD DIPPING SAUCE - 78 kcal

KETCHUP - 10 kcal

AIOLI - 185 kcal

desserts -

APPLE PIE - 252 kcal

VANILLA SOFT SERVE CONE - 137 kcal

CHOCOLATE SOFT SERVE CONE - 132 kcal

M&M MCFLURRY - 390 kcal

OREO MCFLURRY - 312 kcal

SMALL / LARGE CARAMEL SUNDAE - 337 / 527 kcal

SMALL / LARGE HOT FUDGE SUNDAE - 341 / 536 kcal

SMALL / LARGE STRAWBERRY SUNDAE - 267 / 388 kcal

drinks -

APPLE JUICE - 128 kcal

CHOCOLATE FLAVOURED MILK - 151 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE ORANGE JUICE - 135 / 194 / 273 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE COKE - 95 / 136 / 208 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE COKE ZERO - 2 / 3 / 4 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE ORANGE FANTA - 120 / 171 / 262 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE SPRITE ZERO SUGAR - 2 / 3 / 5 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE SPARKLING WATER - 0 / 0 / 0 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE FROZEN COKE - 93 / 131 / 176 kcal

SMALL / MEDIUM / LARGE FROZEN COKE ZERO - 8 / 12 / 16 kcal

[prettypitofyourheart]

What’s your order?

Mcds

breakfast: McGriddle or sausage burrito combo with iced coffee extra vanilla

lunch/dinner: deluxe mccrispy add bacon and pickle or cheeseburger w/ everything add mac sauce. No fries, sometimes a sweet tea, sometimes caramel frappe add Oreo

Taco Bell

breakfast: (when they had it 💔💔💔) California style Crunchwrap

lunch/dinner: cantina chicken bowl extra pico, add fiesta strips

Burger King

lunch/dinner: classic melt extra stacker sauce, no fries, no drink. Or chicken fries with bbq only cause I hate all their other sauces

Wendy’s

breakfast: honey chicken biscuit combo, those potato wedges are 🫨 pineapple mango lemonade

lunch/dinner: taco salad or jr bacon and queso fries, pineapple mango lemonade

Pizza Hut

lunch/dinner: bbq chicken pizza, add pineapple, onion, bacon and jalapeños. Ranch. Lemon pepper fries

Subway

lunch/dinner: Oven roasted Turkey, toasted, with pepper jack, Mayo, tomato, lettuce, pickle, oil and vinegar, salt and pepper and grated parm. Jalapeño chips. Double chocolate cookie. Starry.

Or BLT chicken salad with tomato, onion, banana pepper, cucumber, ranch, salt and pepper, grated parm (I used to get the ranch and sweet onion chicken teriyaki combo but I have since grown/too embarrassed to order it :D)

OR the turkey avocado bacon wrap, add salt and pepper

KFC

lunch/dinner: Chicken little combo, the orange mtn dew, pack of honey mustard for da fries

Pal’s

breakfast: cheddar rounds, peachy tea

lunch/dinner: big chicken - add pickle and onion, frenchie fries - extra heat extra salt, peachy mellow yellow

Hardee’s

breakfast: frisco or bacon egg and cheese combo, sweet tea if I’m feeling lucky or starry

lunch/dinner: i usually only get breakfast

Jersey Mike’s

lunch/dinner: big Kahuna or Philly Cheese

Popeyes

lunch/dinner: I haven’t eaten here in so long but I always got the 3 PC cajun chicken tender basket w/ honey mustard and ranch

Mexican

lunch/dinner: it’s always some variation of chicken fajitas, sweet tea w/ lemon and I squeeze the lemon juice on my chicken or chips 🤷🏼‍♀️ and I always always always get queso, pico and salsa and mix them all together like a lunatic. Sometimes I’ll just get that and chips.

Japanese

lunch/dinner: chicken and veggies, order of spring rolls. Ginger dressing on the salad. Soup. Ungodly amount of shrimp sauce

Chinese

Black pepper chicken or general tso’s with fried rice, egg rolls

[sterekchub]

I’ve got an idea! I’m a sucker for soft bby Derek 🥺 him trying to get his life together after the fire but because he barely finished high school the only place that will hire him is the local fast food joint, where the floors are greasy but the food is greasier 😆 but he doesn’t care he just wants to do something on his own for once.

Head manager Stiles just wants to eat him up when he shuffles in for the interview, all shy and lean (too lean). He hires him immediately, devoting lots of time and attention to making sure Derek is comfortable and adjusting nicely. This may or may not include encouraging Derek to take advantage of the free food perk.

As Derek’s frame grows he is slow to notice because Stiles keeps “upgrading” the uniform when he outgrows his.

Also I for sure know Derek would have such a feminine gain 😩

Yesss I also adore soft Derek who deserves nice things. Who has the family fortune to support him but doesn’t feel like he deserves to use it. Too many rumors around him killing his sister, no degree or work experience to mention…he applies everywhere and gets more and more dejected with every day that passes without a job offer.

And Stiles has heard the rumors. Sees Derek’s gruff and ‘I could care less’ attitude….and doesn’t buy it. He’s the kid of a cop- he sees what most people miss. The way Derek’s belt has extra holes poked in it because he’s lost so much muscle mass and weight. The way his jacket hangs loosely off him. How he uncomfortably shifts his weight and looks out of place and ready to bolt immediately.

Stiles immediately offers him the job. Probably working as a manger while he finishes his degree and it reminds Derek he should be a college grad by now, if he ever bothered to go, if his parents were alive to help him with college apps and moving into a dorm…. But Stiles doesn’t make him feel bad about it. Even offers to help Derek look into online classes, even if he starts small with one class at a time at a local community college.

And in the meantime- tells Derek eat what he wants. Better than throwing out leftovers. Sends him home with bags of burgers or nuggets for dinner even if it’s way more than Derek can eat and he protests he can’t take the food.

But- it takes awhile but Derek eventually opens up and feels comfortable being his snarky, rough around the edges- pre fire self. And accepts he should stop arguing with Stiles and take the food.

At first, Derek only notices his 30+lb gain because he’s back to a healthy weight. Doesn’t need the belt to hold up his jeans, his shirts fit snug but not stretched tight. How he used to be.

Which- absolutely when Stiles doubles down. Tells Derek stay hydrated! Get a soda! (And orders those deluxe pick any flavor digital soda machines). Totally keeps a mental note of how often Derek refills his soda- and Derek is solidly chugging at least a small bag of sugar a day with the amount he drinks

Mostly because all the fries Stiles gives him “happen” to be over salted… oops.

Or has Derek try possible new menu items. Triple burger? Triple cheese? What about if they add more bacon? If they add ranch? What about nuggets on a burger?

Derek tries it all and ignores the button of his pants digging into his now rounded middle.

He gets *soft* and blubbery for sure. Because he has nothing else to do- so he picks up all the shifts he can. Maybe keeps Stiles company even when he isn’t on the clock. Comes into the restaurant when he has online classes so Stiles can help him.

He’s on the round the clock greasy fast food diet and as a result he just expands. Ass getting wide and heavy, thighs that are rubbing against each other and the friction leaves holes in his khakis. Belly that protrudes out and hangs low over his waistband- when it isn’t stuffed with burgers and soda and an inflated orb, taut to the touch. The start of a double chin. Pecs that soften and drop. Upper arms that have a solid amount of fat that hang down. Love handles that are always stretching out his shirt and Stiles keeps having to resist the urge to SQUEEZE everytime he walks by.

Derek with his belly resting on the counter, no customers in sight, burger in one hand and large soda in the other…

Sorry I got from “awww angsty and sweet” to “kink” real fast.

[aspiring-feeder]

20 of the most fattening foods from popular restaurants

Five Guys Bacon Cheeseburger: 920 calories

McDonald's Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese: 770 calories

Arby's Half Pound Beef 'n Cheddar: 910 calories

Burger King Triple Whopper with Cheese: 1,220 calories

KFC 3-Piece Extra Crispy Tenders: 710 calories

Taco Bell XXL Grilled Stuft Burrito: 860 calories

Wendy's Pretzel Bacon Pub Triple Cheeseburger: 1,680 calories

Pizza Hut Meat Lover's Personal Pan Pizza: 850 calories

Domino's ExtravaganZZa Brooklyn Style Pizza (1 slice): 430 calories

Panda Express Orange Chicken: 380 calories

Subway Footlong Spicy Italian: 960 calories

Chipotle Steak Burrito: 1,150 calories

Sonic SuperSONIC Cheeseburger: 980 calories

Dunkin' Donuts Glazed Donut: 260 calories

Chick-fil-A Spicy Chicken Sandwich Deluxe: 590 calories

Dairy Queen Large Chocolate Shake: 780 calories

Little Caesars 3 Meat Treat Pizza: 350 calories per slice

IHOP Bacon & Cheese Omelette: 1,070 calories

Starbucks Venti White Chocolate Mocha with Whipped Cream: 580 calories

Olive Garden Fettuccine Alfredo: 1,220 calories

[fluffyprincessposts]

I need like, 2 double butter burger deluxe baskets with cheese curds and 2 large sodas from Culver's in my belly. Hellllppp!!! 🥺 I need to stuff my face...

[seokjinsonlyone]

if bts were american and ate our fast food, where do u think they would eat at

i love this question so much it is just out of the box enough for me omg mind u i'm an east coast girlie so ion know nun bout dat in and out or whatever else they got on the west side

haters gon say it's fake but jimin would 100% main popeyes like catch him getting a 3pc chicken combo dark meat only 🤪 and he'd drizzle honey and hot sauce on the chicken either that or the 5 pc strips with the sweet heat sauce if he's feeling a sense of childlike wonder every other month he goes through a weeklong spicy chicken sandwich phase always drinks sweet tea exclusively

jin would swear by chickfila and i can't blame him! like the consistency is always there in the food and the service and that's just what he needs in life like my man has high standards and they just don't disappoint when it comes to the food i can see him getting the grilled chicken club sandwich with a side salad as his go to meal, the regular deluxe sandwich when he's feeling indulgent, and the 30ct nugget when he's feeling ravenous. whenever there's a seasonal shake he has to try it at least once otherwise it's him and the diet lemonade against the world

joonie is giving cookout like there's just so much variety if he want a burger they got it, barbecue they got it, chicken quesadilla, hot dog, corn dog, chili cheese fries, just.... all his wants and needs would be at cookout and when he's feeling a sweet treat??? boom they got the best milkshakes in town. i think his go to meal would be a big double burger tray with a chicken wrap and onion rings for the sides and he got to have cheerwine for the drink mhm iktr

it pains me to say it but i can really see tae up at 2am getting a deluxe cravings box from taco bell like i personally can't stand taco bell it just ain't for me like don't get me wrong there's been times when i worked overnight and it was bought for me so i ate it but i wouldn't choose it but i think tae would 😭🙏 like it's more convenient than chipotle bc it's open later and has a drive through so it's conducive with his lifestyle so that's where he's at in the parking lot at 2:30 with a crunchwrap supreme a doritos locos taco and a baja blast sigh

jungkook would LOVE wawa like i don't think you understand how many times i've imagined going to wawa with jk especially after seeing his camping vlog and there was one point where he was eating a sandwich and he was like if he could eat any food for the rest of his life it'd be a sandwich and it was at that moment that i knew me him and wawa would be written in the stars like catch us at 11pm getting an italian sub some takis and a blueberry pomegranate smoothie

suga would def be at wendy's like i don't think y'all understand how much i love the wendy's app like she has never steered me wrong she is there for me when it's midnight and me and my friends have no place to go we be in dat parking lot fr 😭🤞 and bc yoongi is my twin flame my best friend he would feel the same like it's better than mcdonald's and the way you can rack up rewards points like nobody's business like it's an economical choice it just makes sense i can see him getting the double stack biggie bag with spicy chicken nuggets and a diet coke to drink

i had to think hard for hobi bc i'm like he so boujee these days with his steak and truffles that i couldn't imagine him getting trash food with the commoners but with a little brainpower i placed him directly in zaxby's like you cannot tell me he wouldn't love him some zaxby's sweet teriyaki boneless wings with some fries and that slice of bread they put in the box on the side with a sprite to drink of course yeah that would do it for him every time

i really don't think you understand how much i loved this question like imma be thinking about this scenario for the rest of the week sodfjakjdl

[duranduratulsa]

Steve's Favorites Burger 🍔 of the day: Double Deluxe with Cheese 🧀 at Freddie's Hamburgers #food #foodporn #burgers #cheeseburgers #doublecheeseburger #doubledeluxewithcheese #freddieshamburgers #tulsa #oklahoma #tulsaoklahoma #stevesfavorites

[v3case]

alove

Burgers Wraps Chicken & Fish Salads Breakfast Sides Drinks Desserts

Burgers Big Mac Quarter Pounder with Cheese BLT Quarter Pounder Bacon Habanero Ranch Quarter Pounder Bacon & Cheese Quarter Pounder Deluxe Quarter Pounder Double Quarter Pounder with Cheese Hamburger Cheeseburger Grilled Onion Cheddar Burger Double Cheeseburger McDouble Daily Double McRib

Wraps Premium McWrap Chicken & Bacon (Crispy) Premium McWrap Chicken & Bacon (Grilled) Premium McWrap Chicken & Ranch (Crispy) Premium McWrap Chicken & Ranch (Grilled) Premium McWrap Sweet Chili Chicken (Crispy) Premium McWrap Sweet Chili Chicken (Grilled) Chipotle BBQ Snack Wrap (Crispy) Chipotle BBQ Snack Wrap (Grilled) Honey Mustard Snack Wrap (Crispy) Honey Mustard Snack Wrap (Grilled) Ranch Snack Wrap (Crispy) Ranch Snack Wrap (Grilled) Mac Snack Wrap

Chicken & Fish Chicken McNuggets Premium Crispy Chicken Classic Sandwich Premium Grilled Chicken Classic Sandwich Premium Crispy Chicken Club Sandwich Premium Grilled Chicken Club Sandwich Premium Crispy Chicken Ranch BLT Sandwich Premium Grilled Chicken Ranch BLT Sandwich McChicken Southern Style Crispy Chicken Sandwich Filet-O-Fish

Salads Premium Bacon Ranch Salad Premium Bacon Ranch Salad with Crispy Chicken Premium Bacon Ranch Salad with Grilled Chicken Premium Caesar Salad Premium Caesar Salad with Crispy Chicken Premium Caesar Salad with Grilled Chicken Premium Southwest Salad Premium Southwest Salad with Crispy Chicken Premium Southwest Salad with Grilled Chicken Side Salad

Breakfast Fruit & Maple Oatmeal Egg McMuffin Egg White Delight McMuffin Sausage McMuffin Sausage McMuffin with Egg Steak, Egg & Cheese McMuffin Bacon, Egg & Cheese Biscuit Sausage Biscuit Sausage Biscuit with Egg Steak, Egg & Cheese Biscuit Bacon, Egg & Cheese McGriddles Sausage McGriddles Sausage, Egg & Cheese McGriddles Bacon, Egg & Cheese Bagel Steak, Egg & Cheese Bagel Big Breakfast Big Breakfast with Hotcakes Cinnamon Melts Hotcakes Hotcakes and Sausage Southern Style Chicken Biscuit Sausage Burrito Hash Browns

Sides World Famous Fries Apple Slices Fruit 'N Yogurt Parfait

Drinks Premium Roast Coffee McCafé Latte McCafé Mocha McCafé Caramel Mocha McCafé Hot Chocolate Premium Roast Iced Coffee McCafé Iced Mocha McCafé Iced Caramel Mocha McCafé Frappé Mocha McCafé Frappé Caramel McCafé Frappé Chocolate Chip McCafé Blueberry Pomegranate Smoothie McCafé Strawberry Banana Smoothie McCafé Mango Pineapple Smoothie McCafé Frozen Strawberry Lemonade McCafé Cherry Berry Chiller McCafé Vanilla Shake McCafé Chocolate Shake McCafé Strawberry Shake McCafé Dulce de Leche Shake

Desserts Vanilla Cone Kiddie Cone Hot Fudge Sundae Hot Caramel Sundae Strawberry Sundae McFlurry with M&M's® McFlurry with OREO® Cookies Baked Apple Pie Soft Baked Chocolate Chip Cookie Soft Baked Oatmeal Raisin Cookie

[all-that-glitters-is-goldfish]

Cym as different types of hamburger helper

LMAO 🤣

Generic Hamburger Helper- @emerald-chaos

Tuna Helper- @babyboibucky

Hamburger Helper potato stroganoff- @munsonsduchess

Hamburger Helper four cheese lasagna- @bibbidibobbidibucky

Chicken Helper- @the-invisible-queer

Hamburger Helper double cheeseburger macaroni- @sunshinebuckybarnes

Hamburger Helper cheesy ranch burger- @suchababie

Hamburger Helper deluxe beef stroganoff- @vibraniumcollar

Hamburger Helper cheesy hash browns- @sexyprise

Hamburger Helper cheesy enchilada- @flordeamatista

Hamburger Helper southwest pasta- @vanillanaps

Hamburger Helper crunchy taco- @borikenlove

[projektnomad]

“Uh, I’ll have two McGriddles, a McGriddle large, 40 nuggets with extra dip, a Grand Mac, two McLegends, one with cheese, and a large Coke.”

The screen informs you that your order has been accepted and you roll your car forward to the payment window. A hugely thick arm extends from the window to present the card reader to you. You’re still trying to get your card out of your pocket, sweating and breathless from the exertion. The woman holding the card machine looks like she’s about to pass out herself, all 600 pounds of her wedged painfully into the window bay. You finally get the card out and onto the reader, she mumbles something but it’s hard to make out with the fries in her mouth. You get to the next window and two hugely obese men are daisy chaining the multitude of bags to you. You manage to cram them past your bulging chest, pressing the horn a couple of times by mistake. You’d have said thank you if you weren’t gasping for breath.

As you drive away your McWatch buzzes to remind you that its time for brunch, asking if you’ve tried the new bacon double egg and triple sausage quad cheese bagel and you pull over into the car park to enjoy your bunch break. You park your car in between two other brunchers who are indulging in equally gargantuan meals. You notice the woman next to you is surreptitiously eating a salad. You roll your window up in disgust at the sight of green leaves and she notices the contempt on your face, hangs her head in shame and starts her engine. She drives away sucking on a milkshake, her eyes welling up from the embarrassment.

You can’t quite lean forward enough to see it in it’s entirety, but a skyvert for the new KFC quintuple stack deluxe mix bucket with seven cheese coleslaw is making your mouth water, even as the burger sauce and grease drips down your chin from your 5th burger.

You feel claustrophobic from being crammed into your tight SUV and you think you’re getting chest pains again. You try to adjust your seat, but it’s already gone back as far as it can. You notice your belt buckle is digging in so far it’s almost engulfed by your massive belly. You attempt to undo it but your fat fingers can’t get in between the fat rolls at this angle. Beginning to panic, you notice the chest pains are getting worse. You down half a gallon of coke to try to ease it but the sugar buzz has just given you a thumping headache and soon you’re getting that telltale tingle in your left arm. Gasping for breath, you reach into the glovebox for the defibrillator and give yourself a few volts just to get your heartbeat back to normal. You’re not really sure it helped but you feel better and are able to finish your brunch.

You notice someone else a few cars away clearly has a flat battery from over using their defibrillator, as two portly paramedics and an RAC mechanic on a mobility scooter have shown up to help them out. The guy is so busy worrying about how he’s going to get to the hospital if he can’t fit in the ambulance that he hasn’t even noticed his Deliveroo guy standing there waiting to hand over a delicious looking grease stained bag of Five Guys.

Beep beep. You fumble for your phone, the grease on the cracked screen showing up in the sunlight. The Burger King app shows you a notification. Your weekly loyalty reward has come through, a double triple stack XL mega cheese whopper is free if you buy a large double triple stack XL mega cheese whopper meal and any dessert. You look at the time, it’s almost lunch and you know how busy that drive through gets. Better get moving. You might even get there faster if only you could feel which pedals your feet are on.

[food-crimes-blog]

Not 100% sure this counts as a Food Crime, but a beloved local burger place in my hometown used to serve a deluxe double cheese combo burger. Two beef patties, two slices of cheese, bacon, lettuce, onion, and a butterflied hot dog. It was taller than it was wide. Probably an entire day's worth of calories in all wrapped in tin foil.

Oh my gosh that's so much stuff. Most of it is fine, normal, even, but the hotdog is just too much. Way too much.