chapter 7

It took the better part of an hour, but the girls recovered a little from their hedonism. Jack spoke as Tina translated. "It looks like you all enjoyed your dinner." The girls nodded and grinned. "Perhaps you would like an after dinner drink to settle your stomachs." The girls all looked skeptical. They had stuffed themselves to the point of pain, and the idea of putting more into their bloated stomachs scared them a little. "It's Kahlua and cream." Tina told him that she knew what that was, but the Cuban girls hadn't heard of it. "You'll like it," Jack grinned. "One glass has about 300 calories." When Tina translated that last comment, the girls all brightened up. "Si, si! Kahlua and cream!"

Moira made up the drinks, including one for Jack. Why not, he hadn't had one in years and he was here to enjoy himself. The girls all drank theirs, loved them and wanted another. That was a lot of calories in each glass. They had the second round and that was all for them. They each carefully and painfully pulled themselves out of their chairs and slowly walked to their cabanas to sleep off the huge meal.

The next day, Jack went to the dining room for breakfast. Juan was at work setting up a burner to make omelets. On a buffet, he had laid out pancakes, waffles, biscuits, bacon, sausage and hash browns. "Mister Jack, we gotta talk."

"Sure Juan, what's on your mind?"

"The girls, they are lovely. But how often you think they eat like last night?"

"Every single meal, every single day, Juan. You can count on it."

Juan's eyes widened again. "Boss, we going to have to order lots more food. They are each eating like two, maybe three people."

"No problem, Juan. Order all you need."

"And me and Moira won't be able to keep up by ourselves. We need two more cooks."

Jack thought about it for a minute. Juan had a point. It would take two cooks at every meal to keep up with the girls' appetite. At three meals a day, plus snacks, the only way the cooks would ever get a break was to have another team. "You're right Juan. Can you get another pair of cooks?"

"Got it covered, Boss. My cousin and his wife can be here tomorrow. With the next shipment of fresh food."

The girls came filing in, wearing bikinis again, but with thin wraps, maybe for modesty. Although Jack couldn't imagine what they needed to be modest about. The wraps were thin enough so that Jack could see that the food babies had subsided overnight, but it wouldn't be long before their bellies poked out with fat instead of food. The girls' eyes fell on the buffet and they picked up plates and started loading. Juan said something in Spanish, probably asking who wanted omelets, and with what fillings. The girls all answered and Jack could tell from the tone that it was universally affirmative. Juan immediately went to work, making omelets filled with cheese, ham, tomatoes, onions, and peppers. By the time he finished the first round, he was getting orders for seconds. And thirds. The girls were also going back to the buffet, piling their plates with the high carb and high fat foods. Not to mention the sweet syrup and the creamy butter they were slathering over the pancakes and waffles. Once again, the girls were determined to eat until they couldn't hold anymore. It took well over an hour, but they finally finished. Juan and a housekeeper cleared the debris, and the girls decided to sit by the pool and let breakfast settle. Sitting by the pool turned into a mid-morning nap as the morning's food babies were digested.

A couple of hours later, it was time for lunch, with Moira in charge. She laid out a spread of hot sandwiches. Pastrami, corned beef, and roast beef on thick slabs of rye or a submarine bun. On the side was French fries and various chips. There was also a tub of iced down beer. Jack got himself a pastrami on rye with sauerkraut and dark mustard, fries on the side and a beer. The girls followed suit, picking out whatever combination of meats, breads and sides pleased them. And beer. They even had seconds, even though Jack couldn't see how they could so soon after the huge breakfast. But he did have another dark beer. The girls went back to their lounges by the pool, and were again soon sleeping off lunch. After a while, one by one they drifted off to their cabanas, where Jack had arranged for snacks to be waiting. Each of them would find a platter of sweets. Various chocolates, cookies, and brownies were piled on a plate on their table. Jack was betting that they wouldn't be able to resist. He was right, especially since resisting was the last thing on their minds.

A little after five, the girls came back out, and Moira was mixing Pina Coladas, a high calorie cocktail if there ever was one. The girls all loved them and drank several, along with plates of appetizers. Dinner time came, and Juan had arranged for a Polynesian feast, with roast pig and all the sides. The girls attacked it all with gusto, and soon had new food babies.

The tone had been set for the week. Each morning was a huge breakfast, usually followed by a nap by the pool. Then lunch, which varied except there was always cold dark beer. Then more naps, snacks, maybe a slow walk on the beach and then cocktails with appetizers. Followed by yet another evening feast. Jack joined the girls at every meal. He enjoyed watching them stuff themselves, imagining how many calories they were taking in, and looking to see if it was starting to show on their figures. Besides, the food was excellent.

By the end of the week, Jack could see slight changes in their figures. Not much, but for someone like Jack looking for them, they were there. Katrina was the most obvious. Before, she had that small roll that showed when she sat down. After a week of gorging, her roll was visibly bigger. Not enough to flop over her bikini bottom, but Jack could see that it wouldn't be long before it did. Marti's full hips looked just a little fuller, the bikini bottom a little tighter. Felicia, the short, round one, just looked a little rounder all over. And finally there was Tina, the hard body. Her taut belly was still flat, but had a hint of softness to it now. Her tight butt wasn't quite as tight as it had been. It was now a little more pronounced. Jack was eager to see the growth continue.