chapter 13

It had been a little over a week since the girls had begun at the restaurant and Becca and her mother had eaten dinner over with the McFadden's twice more. Each time they ate their Becca ate more and more. Every day her belly got a little more swollen and every night she went on a walk with Beth to make out. Beth became more and more a role model for her. Her confidence in public and acceptance with herself made Becca comfortable too.
She also continued to have her dreams. It was like every night she escaped into a version of her town that had all just slobbed out as she had learned the term from Beth and her websites. She would often wake up dripping with sweat and more
But now school was starting back up again and that meant less time at the restaurant, or so she thought.
Classes had only just begun before the school faced a critical problem. The high school cook had not returned with the new school year and now there was no one to prepare food for the students. The teachers tried to help out and make due for the first few days but it just wasn't working out right. Becca was a member of the student council and was in the meeting when it was being discussed.
"Should we try and hire someone?"
"It would take way to long."
"We need a solution today."
Becca was looking out the window at the McFadden restaurant. All this talk of lunch made her hungry. If only she could just head to the restaurant for lunch.
"Rebecca do you or the student body have any ideas?" Ms. Stephen asked.
Rebecca paused for a moment, and then she had an amazing idea. "Why don't we advertise for a new lunch lady, but in the meantime open the school to leave for lunch."
"What do you mean leave for lunch?" Asked Ms. Stephen.
"Well me, Beth and Jess could go to McFadden's and work the lunch shift and I bet we could cook enough food for everyone."
"I don't think the school could pay for that."
"I don't think you would have to, If you contracted out at a set price, Ms. McFadden could right off the difference in cost per student served as a charity."
Ms. Stephen looked at Becca stunned.
"What, my mom is an auditor. She tells me about people doing stuff lie this all the time."
"Do you think Ms. McFadden would do it?"
"Sure, why not. She loves serving everyone." Becca pondered her own thoughts on serving the town. If everyone ate there every day like her, they would all get bigger too.
"Let me give my mom a call and just make sure it would be legal and then we can check with Ms. McFadden.
"Ohh Rebecca honey, I am so proud of you." Rebecca's mother said. You really do listen to me drone on about clients.
"What can I say mom, I'm a chip off the old block."
"Well I was on my way over to the restaurant anyways for another cooking lesson with Tracy, I will fill her in. You get back to class."
Rebecca filled Ms. Stephen and the principal in and they were both excited.
Within the week the new policy had taken effect and the three girls left 15 minutes before lunch to help prep lunch and return 20 minutes after lunch to have a break themselves, all while working for Ms. McFadden.
The girls rushed across the street with their aprons laid out for them.
"Here girls, get some sugar in you before they start, and Jess get those fryers going. Becca we will close the window, so you work the front with Beth."
Becca and Beth gave each other a knowing glance as they got ready to work. The first of the students began to arrive and suddenly it was like a flood. There were only about four hundred students in the whole school, but they all came over to order their lunches if they didn't bring their own. Very few students opted to bring their own these days anyways. The old tired school lunches were gone, replaced by heart and oily sausage sandwiches, cold cuts on hearty bagels, and of course plenty of treats. There was hardly a break as the kids would order and then come back and order again.
Tracy would walk about from here to there and would hand out samples to those that had brought their own lunches just so that they could get something special as well. Sure enough, the kids would come up and order something else so that by the end of the second week no one brought their own lunch, or if they did the would eat a McFadden meal too as they came to be called.
Everyday now Becca, Beth and Jess would work the morning shift before school, work during lunch and work until five after school. They were making plenty in tips and started to save right away. Of course, all of this time in the restaurant hadn't saved any of their figures. It was rare to see the three girls without some snack in their hand or even mouth.
Cookies were plentiful, but Becca was becoming quite fond of the crullers. She would dip them in a milk shake and suck the shake off of them. Beth had turned her on to them when she told her that she used to pretend they were like a penis. Becca laughed and tried it out. She would lay the scene of the girl sucking off her partner in her head as she would put the donut in her mouth. She imagined watching the pleasure in a man's eyes. A man like Mike. Becca had seen him in passing but not for much longer. He was playing football and had practice every day.
She had gained another 10lbs in the two weeks since school started but she wasn't the only one. She watched how everyday her fellow students would eat lunch, munch on snacks, sip sugary drinks all day long. Those that weren't on any teams started to have a fuller appearance in the face and belly.
Some of the adults were worse off. Even Ms. Stephens was not immune to the call of McFadden's. She would come over with the students to "escort" them. This really meant that she could hang out and order food and sit down while everyone was eating. But it didn't end there. Becca had Ms. Stephens first period and was habitually 10 minutes late but all was forgiven as she would bring a few donuts with her as promised. Tracy McFadden packed them special and one donut quickly turned to2 then six then a dozen. Ms. Stephens softened face showed the 15 pounds from the time the restaurant had opened to a moth into school.
Tracy and Becca unknowingly had the same vision for this little town. A town of slobs, and fat admiration and each was determined to make it happen.