Chapter 2 - the next day

When Mike got to work the next day, he was tired. His sleep had been restless due to the intense dreams he had; every one of them involving pastries. No, not just pastries...but all sorts of food. He was not a skinny man. In fact, the term husky fit him quite well. However, he had never been so obsessed with food. He figured he would just chalk it up as strange dreams.

As he settled in behind his desk, he heard his door open. Kat strolled in holding a white paper bag. This time, he could smell the pastries instead of her perfume. "Morning Mr Mike," she smiled, setting the bag in front of him. "I bring you delicious breakfast." She opened the bag and the aroma increased exponentially. "Homemade pastries like I promise."

Before Mike could say a word, she pulled one out of the bag and held it to his lips. Without hesitation, Mike opened his mouth and let her slide the pastry inside. Not only without hesitation, but without thought. As soon as the first bit of it hit his tongue, he no longer felt tired. Instead, he felt...euphoric.

"Mmmmm," he moaned around a mouthful of the wonderful pastry. His mood seemed to improve by the second as he was fed bite after bite, moaning softly.

"I think Mr Mike likes great-great-grandmother's magical pastries," she whispered into his ear. As she did, she patted his stomach softly. "And Mr Mike will like them more and more, won't he?"

He could only nod as she grabbed another pastry out of the bag. With a smile, she fed this one to him as well. His euphoria seemed to grow and spread throughout his entire body. When it was gone, he looked at her with dazed eyes.

"Awww...poor Mr Mike. So sad that goodies are gone. Do not worry. I bring you more tomorrow." With that, she patted his cheek again. It may have been his imagination, but it felt different this time. As if his cheek shook a little. He watched as she walked out, his stomach rumbling a little.

"Well," he thought to himself. "Guess I'll go see if the cafeteria has anything good." He stood up and walked out of his office, thinking about what he was going to get to eat.