chapter 14

Jenna was mortified as she went to sit in her booth and her belly pressed firmly against the table, her new fat filling the space that she was accustomed to. Gosh, I swear I had plenty of room in here last semester! Jenna thought as she stared at her sweatshirt-covered belly pressing against the table in front of her. Jenna quickly realized that by sitting up a bit more she was able to win a little bit of extra room for her empty stomach to grow a little.


"Can I start ya off with something to drink?" a new, masculine voice asked almost immediately as Jenna got settled. Jenna looked up to see a tall hunk of a man standing over her, at least 6 feet tall by a conservative guess. He was muscular and had extremely attractive features, his face rivaling that of an Olympian God. Jenna immediately became super aware of just how disheveled she appeared. Her hair was thankfully almost always perfect, so with days of little to no care it was just looking slightly messy, somewhat appropriate for a casual breakfast, however the rest of her was a bit less flattering. Her outfit consisted of a sweatshirt combined with less than roomy sweatpants that did nothing to hide her growing belly or expanding rear. Her nipples could just barely be made out through the thick fabric of her top, but a casual observer would quickly be able to tell that she wasn't wearing a bra... mostly because she couldn't bring herself to put one on her tender swollen breasts. She suddenly realized just how far she had come from the slightly plump girl she had been less than a half year prior, her new appearance was that of a girl she would have judged as being a careless slob, but that wasn't who she was, right?


Jenna's belly roared as she fought back the urge to bark some enormous order at the unexpecting Adonis. "Uhmm... yea, can I have a large mug of Hot cocoa... a glass of coke... a glass of whole milk... a chocolate milkshake... and some orange juice please?" Jenna tried to stop the order as it happened, but was almost powerless to her tastebuds' demands, probably an effect of the drug, or at least she hoped that her will power hadn't become that diminished already.


The waiter paused for a moment, and inwardly tried to assess the situation, which was revealed to Jenna by a slightly puzzled look on his face.


"Uh you're not expecting anyone, right? Did you need a bigger booth?" The waiter responded, referencing the booth that Jenna was sitting in, which only had room for one, maybe two small adults on either side.


"Uhmmm... no just me, anyway can I get two orders of the chocolate chip pancake bites? That's an appetizer, so it'll be out quick, right?" Jenna asked, feeling her tummy rumble as she spoke. It was now almost 7am and almost 6 hours since she had eaten last, and she was feeling ravenous.


"Uh, yea! Two orders will be out in about 5 minutes... anyway I'll be right back with your drinks." The waiter said as he jotted down the appetizer and darted off, obviously a little taken aback by Jenna's behavior.


'God, what have I become?!' Jenna thought as she prepared to attempt to stay her hunger for another 5 minutes. She looked around at the tables that were starting to fill with older people and the occasional younger family. 'Here I am, little ms. fatty, about to stuff my face!' Jenna thought as her rational side fought to shame her for continuing to give in more and more to the guy who was not only enabling her, but nudging her along, enticing her to continue giving up more and more stress in exchange for more and more luxury, food, and inevitably, fat.


"Alright here's your drinks!" The waiter said as he unloaded a tray full of beverages in front of Jenna, before dropping a couple straws on the table. Jenna immediately ripped one of the straws open and stuck it in the shake before the waiter was able to continue speaking. "So... did you get a chance to look at the menu?" The waiter asked as he slowed for a moment to observe the desperate girl as she sucked at the thick shake, furiously trying to get anything of substance into her ravenous belly.


Jenna swallowed a huge mouthful of the shake before answering. "Yea, I'll have some pancakes, and is there anyway we could just make that bottomless? Like, I'll pay for every order I just want you to bring me a new plate whenever I finish one."


"Uhhh.... Sure.." The waiter responded a bit confused.


"Good, then I'll have that, and 3 orders of biscuits and gravy, 2 orders of hashbrowns, 10 strips of bacon, 8 sausages, and could I also get two orders of french toast?" Jenna noticed a few heads turn in the closer booths as she seamlessly rattled off the large order that was obviously meant for just her.


"Oh... kay... I'll get that put in for you..." The waiter responded in disbelief before quickly disappearing again, a little scared that he might cause a scene laughing at the gluttonous girl who looked ready to burst out of her stretchy pants.


Jenna quickly forgot the scrutiny of the waiter and her fellow customers as she became lost in the taste of the milkshake that she had quickly begun sucking on as soon as she had made sure the waiter got her entire order. She kept herself busy with the shake and hot chocolate until her appetizer got there.

Before her waiter could say a word Jenna tore into the appetizer, obviously not desperate for an ETA on her main course in light of the food in front of her. She devoured the 15 or so golfball sized pancake balls in a matter of minutes and quickly finished off her shake just as the waiter came by and cleared her plates, letting her know that her food would be out shortly,which caused Jenna's belly to rumble in response.


True to his word, the waiter returned within a minute or so with a tray full of plates which he unloaded in front of Jenna one at a time, before asking if she needed anything else.


"Yea, I'll take another milkshake please!" Jenna said quickly before her attention turned to her food. She began by tearing in to her biscuits and gravy, desperate for the savory gravy and fluffy biscuits. "MMMHMMM" Jenna moaned loudly as she chewed on the soft biscuites, the warm comfort food causing her body to flood with pleasure, which was amplified by the drug that was spurring her appetite on.


Jenna ate like a true fatty, shoving bite after bite of food down her throat, hardly taking a break to breathe between chewing and swallowing. She quickly finished off a lot of her biscuits and gravy, and turned to her pancakes, then her sausage and bacon.


She fought to maintain her composure as she chewed the heavenly food, her body desperate to erupt into a volcano of pleasure as she swallowed bite after bite, each bite adding to the amazing feeling of being full that she loved. But if today was anything like last night, she would chase that feeling far longer than she ever thought possible, the drug obviously working to dampen the feeling of being full, which meant that she would shove food past her mouth until she felt like she'd pop if she could.


The waiter brought her second milkshake and quickly left, but not before grabbing the now empty plate of pancakes and saying something, which Jenna didn't care enough to hear. She didn't even acknowledge him as she continued shoveling food past her lips before placing a straw into the new milkshake and quickly drinking it's cold, chocolatey contents. As Jenna continued eating she felt a strange sensation in her breasts, similar to last night she felt her nipples becoming rock hard and ultra sensitive as she ate. Jenna looked down for a moment and saw two small dark circles forming on her sweatshirt over her nipples, which Jenna quickly realized was from her boobs starting to leak milk. 'Oh my god... this isn't okay' Jenna thought as she tried to put down her fork, and stop eating but failing to do so as her belly continued demanding more food.


After another hour or so of eating, and a couple of new plates of pancakes as well as just about everything else later, Jenna sat in the booth, her belly extending out in front of her, pressing firmly against the table, even though she had discovered that she could relatively easily scoot the seat part of her booth back since it wasn't attached to anything, she had only won a couple of extra inches though before her seat met the wall behind her, forcing her to accept the discomfort of her belly pressing against the table.


Jenna sat there even more disheveled than she had started, now she had drops of syrup and crumbs across her sweatshirt and in her lap, not to mention the dark wet circles around her breasts which had thankfully started to dry a bit, the leaking only having persisted for a few minutes.Her sweat pants had given up trying to contain her swelling belly, which now rested in her lap, the bottom portion of which visible where her sweatshirt failed to cover the bottom roll.


Jenna paid for her food with her bottomless card, barely noticing the triple digit number at the bottom as she signed her name. She sat there for a while digesting before she felt comfortable standing. When she finally stood crumbs fell from her lap to the floor, and the bottom of her pale belly stood out against the dark color of her sweatpants that it was hanging over just a bit. She pulled her sweatshirt down enough to just barely cover the soft flesh for a few steps before it popped back up, refusing to stay down. She could feel the eyes of just about everyone in the restaurant give her at least one disgusted once-over before returning to their conversations, a few of the less considerate people continuing to stare until her fat ass disappeared through the front door.