Chapter 2 - diamond king tier

A lot has happened since the last time I ordered from The King’s Pastries. I got so addicted to it that I gained a lot of weight, and when I say a lot, I mean A LOT. The biggest I got was 350lbs. Deep inside I knew something wanted me to keep getting bigger and fatter. I still remember how good it felt when those pastries entered my gut it’s something I miss quite a lot.

You might be asking “why didn’t you kept gorging yourself if it made you feel so good?” All I can say is that after a stuffing session, once the high of the sugar went away, I felt guilty and disgusted with myself. And like so, I took the initiative to start caring about my body again, I worked out from home and ate healthier. Apparently my metabolism was still as fast as before and in a couple of weeks I was down 125lbs. I set myself a pretty ambitious goal and in just 5 months I was back to a healthy weight of 140lbs. The thought of getting bigger was still there. I felt so conflicted because I liked being fit and healthy but on the other end, I wanted to test my limits. I wanted to see how big of a pig I could get since I knew I had the potential to do so.

I was watching Netflix like any other, unexpectedly I got a notification on my phone, it was from UberEATS and it said: “The King’s Pastries launched their clients tier system, click the link to check your tier”. Was this a sign from the universe that my fate was to become a fat pig? I hesitated for a bit; all this months of progress were going to go to waste just for my desire to become fat once again. Minutes of thinking later and my decision was made… I wanted to pig out. We’re here for a good time, not a long time, right?

I unlocked my phone and tapped on the notification from UberEATS, the app redirected me to a website from “The King’s Pastries”. It was a well-designed website, it looked so professional. It displayed a gallery of their pastries and drinks. I tapped on the “Tiers” tab and it prompted me to log in with my UberEATS account. The process was fair and simple, I accepted their terms of service and it got me through. After my login process was completed the website showed me a banner that said “Congratulations! You’ve been recognized as one of our biggest most loyal customers, and to treat you like the Big King you are, we placed you into our highest client tier. Thank you for your preference and remember ´You will not be able to eat just one´”. I felt so honored while I read the banner, it made me feel important.

I delved into their tier systems, I noticed that my username on the website had a diamondlike crown. Since I was in the highest client tier I didn’t cared about reading the other ones. I was a recognized as a “Diamond King” I started reading the “benefits” of my tier and they were pretty awesome: 95% discount on all purchases, priority deliveries and support, exclusive pastries, king size portions, the ability to communicate with other “Diamond Kings”, access to exclusive contests, and a “Diamond King” care package. I just had to download “The King’s Pastries” app on my phone and I was ready to enjoy my benefits.
The instructions on the app were pretty clear, first I had to receive my care package and then I could start ordering. My log in registered at around 9:00AM and by 11:30, the package was at my door. I was filled with excitement when it arrived and in old fashion the box was big and heavy. I paced the box on the living room floor, and with no hesitation I opened it.

First thing in the box was a letter that said:
“Thank you for enjoying our products. Thanks to your interest we’ve grown so much in the first months of opening so much so that we want to treat our biggest clients like they deserve to be treated. We know that we’re not the only ones that have grown this last couple of months. We want to let you know that the bigger our clients get, the better we feel. So just let yourself go and enjoy this pampering. Remember that the best thing to do is to just indulge and get bigger. And don’t forget ´You will not be able to eat just one’.

In the box was a some souvenirs from the pastry shop, like shirts and caps, some glasses that seem to be able to fit a gallon worth of liquids and at the bottom was a presentation card from a company that specialized in the installation of industrial scales.

This had to be a sign from the universe, this didn’t felt wrong in anyway. This was my fate and I will definitely enjoy it. I will get big; I will get fatter.