Chapter 1 - la piggua restaurant"Okay, bye!" I yelled to my friends Carter and Sue as we departed after work was over. I was one of the few people in the world who truly loved my job. Not because of the work part of it (that was pretty boring, I was just an accountant), but because of all the friends I had made from it. When any of us were together laughs were guaranteed to be had. While usually I would go out to dinner with some of them, today they were all busy. When this happened, I would usually run over to the nearby Chili's and get something small there. Today, however, when I ran over, I saw that it was actually down for construction for a while.
Shoot! I had to find another place that was close to eat at. It wasn't too hard, living in a city, but definitely was annoying. As I was running back to the work building to get to my car, I noticed an alley with a light illuminating from it. As I looked inside I saw a restaurant with the sign, "La Piggua Restaurant." It didn't look too bad, and I never tried it before, so I went over and into the door.
The interior was amazing. While the ceiling was somewhat low, it was all ravished with a nice red and gold toning to it, along with a really great rose carpet. I walked up to the person at the desk and asked for a seat. There were almost no other customers in the place, which was a bit worrisome. The person called for one of the waitresses to escort me to my seat. A lively, petite waitress came to me and smiled. "Hello!" she greeted cheerfully. "I'm Elizabeth, but you can call me Elly. I'll be serving you today."
I greeted myself back to her and she took me to my seat, which was a booth at the back of the restaurant. She handed me a menu, and I thanked her. Right as she was about to go away, my curiosity got the best of me, and I asked her, "Why are there so few people here?"
She looked as though she had heard it before. "We just opened up yesterday, I was hired only about a week ago."
I asked her how the food was, but she admitted she hadn't tried any yet.
I looked at the menu. It was the strangest thing, there were only three items on it: the sweet sandwich, the soup, and the "glob." Well, that was a real bummer. I definitely wasn't eating anything called "glob," and I wasn't really in the mood for the other two things. However, I didn't want to be rude and leave, so I decided to order the soup. When I asked what the drinks were, she answered with, "Dr. Pepper, Coke, Fanta, Diet Coke, and 'Piggua's Made.'"
The last item in the drinks was also weird. I got a Coke with my meal. After only two minutes my soup came out. There was a lot of it, but it didn't look very good at all. It was greenish and had some odd looking foods floating around in it. I had to try a bite, though. I picked up my spoon and looked at it for a second. I hesitantly put it in my mouth.
I was shocked. It was actually delicious. I took another spoonful, then another, then another. I couldn't put my finger on what it tasted like, only that I really liked it. Before I knew it, I had finished. Almost immediately after Emmy came over and asked me how my meal was. I told her that it was excellent, and that I would be sure go again some other time. She looked happy about that. I left the restaurant, but didn't really feel like running anymore, so I walked to my car instead, and drove home. It was odd, usually I was more energetic than this.
Apparently the aftermath of the food wasn't so good. I started getting weird bubbly feelings in my stomach at times, and started feeling bloated. I was able to get to sleep, though.
When I woke up in the morning, I did my usual routine of going to shower, putting on my makeup, getting breakfast quickly, and then going to work. The odd thing was, though, that my stomach was looking odd, still. I was a pretty fit person, who usually had a constant flat belly, but the bloating had stuck for a little bit long, I guess. That wasn't what was weird, though. The thing I found off was that my thighs were looking just a tiny bit thicker than usual. How did that happen? Oh well, I thought, and I continued with my routine.
Oddly, throughout the beginning of the day, there were times where I would start thinking about the soup I had at Piggua's, and would crave it a bit. It was really strange, since I never did this with meals. I still had a great time with my coworkers, though.
The end of the day came, and everyone was again busy with things, so I was left to myself again. I secretly found myself happy about that, since I could go to Piggua's again.
I drove over, and this time, it was a bit more packed. The tables and booths were probably about half-filled, though, so I still had no wait time. I saw Elly again, and this time, she was looking a little bit more plump than the day before, and looked about an inch or so taller. She even acted a little bit different, but I couldn't really think of how. She told me the drinks. "Dr. Pepper, Coke, Fanta, and 'Piggua's Made.'"
Was something taken off? Whatever. This time I decided to try the "sweet sandwich," but kept Coke. Again, within two minutes I had gotten my food. It was a giant sandwich, but looked a bit appetizing, so I tried it. It was just as good as the soup. I ate it quickly and happily. I was full after the big meal, and left with a smile on my face again.
My stomach pains nearly doubled after the meal. It felt like my bloating was getting... softer. I ignored it, though, and was able to get to sleep.
When I got up the next morning, I noticed my belly was surely looking bigger. My boobs were also getting bigger, almost to the point where my bra made it get uncomfortable. My thighs had also expanded some more, causing my thigh gap to be gone. Somehow I didn't relate this to Piggua's. When I got my breakfast (Dunk 'n' Donuts), it didn't taste near as good as I remembered it. Strange.
Work went by much more slowly today, and there were times where I would think about Piggua's for a good five minutes before snapping out of it. I even got a bit distanced from my coworkers.
That night, my friends were available, but I didn't really feel in the mood to go out with them, so I decided to go out to Piggua's instead. The place was now getting pretty full, and I only barely got a seat. I got a new waitress this time, and she was a pretty pudgy woman. She was also pretty darn tall, about 5 foot 11 inches or so. She told me the drinks. "Dr. Pepper, Coke, and 'Piggua's Made.'"
I thought about it for a moment, but decided upon Coke. This time, I was really hungry, so I got both the sandwich and the soup. It took about five minutes this time, which was a bit disappointing. Whenever I got it, I ate it all really quickly, and even belched loudly without worrying about what people thought about it. In fact, a lot of the waiters smiled at me when I did it. I was so cheerful there, I almost didn't want to leave the place, but I had to get home.
My whole body felt bubbly that night, and it was really weird, because I felt my clothes getting tighter, too. I didn't make any correlations, though. I slept well that night.
When I woke up, I realized that my shirt, which was admittingly already tight the night before, was now gripping to my skin, which was odd. My stretch pants were also, well, stretched, and I had no idea why. Maybe I left them in the wash too long?
I tried eating breakfast that day, but just the first bite of the pastry I had wasn't good at all. Work was also bad. I got really bored from it, and wanted to go to Piggua's the whole time. My coworkers were a lot more boring than they used to be, and I just wanted to get away from them. I could barely focus on my job, either.
When lunch came, I decided to quickly go to Piggua's. I ordered takeout from there, two sandwiches and soup. After I got it, I was ravenous, and at work, all I did was eat then think about how good it was. It was odd, throughout the rest of the work day, my whole body felt bubbly, especially my belly. I also got really low on energy, and fell asleep until the day let out. When work finally let out, I decided to go to Piggua's again.
The place was filled. For the first time, I had to wait for a little bit until I got a seat. I got Elly again, and she was starting to look really different. Her button down was really small, so you could see her flesh (looking oddly pinkish now) at the seams. She was looking really tall, probably about six foot. She now looked overweight almost, and had a bit of a double chin. She told me the drinks. "Coke and 'Piggua's Made.'" I very reluctantly decided the Coke, but I wanted something new, so I decided to order the glob as a meal.
It only took a minute for the food to come out. It was just a plate of gooey brownish-greenish stuff. There wasn't even silverware. It was a bit embarrassing, but I had to pick up the plate and pour some of it into my mouth. My eyes widened. It was the best food I had ever eaten. I immediately swallowed it all up, I loved it so much. I left the restaurant with a giant smile on my face.
I was able to sleep really well that night. When I woke up, I realized that my shirt was now so tight it was pulled up to my belly button from my belly. My navel was starting to look really deep, and it almost looked as though I added a lot of flesh to myself. My pants were now so tight that after I took them off I had marks from it. My belly was pretty prominent now, and jiggled if I even walked. I ended up having to put on the biggest clothes I had, and they still didn't fit too well. I decided I didn't need to put on makeup that day, so I just took a shower then went to Piggua's. I didn't have much time, so I got the soup and three sandwiches to go. After that, I went to my job, which now sucked and was super uninteresting. I had to think of a way out of doing it, so I decided to try to get some sleep. I quickly ate my three sandwiches and closed my eyes.
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