All You Can Eat

Chapter 1

It was a simple business project one set up for a grade. The plan was simple Food trucks had too much down time, and food was best fresh.

The business plan was simple, instead of a normal food truck, it would be a buffet food truck. Customers would purchase a ticket, which could be punched for seconds, thirds… ect… The idea was that people who wanted more were already the sort of people who visited food trucks, that they were already willing to spend a little extra. Which was the whole problem, many people preferred just to eat their own food. It saved a dollar. So why not get them to spend more and price in the extra helpings.

But Tony and Lisa, partners in the food truck project, didn’t expect it to be so…

What was the word?

Captivating? Enthralling?

Something about the fatties addicted to food, coming back for more each time, it was almost worth doing for free. Some sick twisted part of the two student’s minds was silently urging the customers to come back for more, for bigger portions. Bigger was better after all. They had watched one of their regulars at the start of the month pack on 15 lbs in the short time. The fact that both of them noticed, and wanted to feed that creature bigger and fatter, and rounder…. Well, that was a happy accident.

It had only been a month long project, the food truck hand done OK. It wasn’t top of the class but it was a passing grade. Tony and Lisa didn’t receive peak ROI, but the two were hooked. Something seen could not be unseen.

They invited the gainer, Sarah, to join them, and they sat down over a massive bowl of chili. The deal was simple, Sarah would be their first marketer, in return, she would get a bonus meal + a small cut of the profits for each customer beyond the fixed rate Tony and Lisa estimated.

The first week saw extra customers, Sarah quickly had more than she could eat. The proprietors had underestimated their success and had to hire outside help, and soon, the two of them were helping Sarah polish off the extra meals. It was month three.

“This was a great plan” Lisa said between bites.
“I can’t believe people pay so much for food” Tony followed.
“I’m gonna be soooo thick” moaned Sarah as she sucked on a giant milkshake.

Sarah had a been a mousy girl only a few months ago but she had ballooned up with the mountains of slop she had been putting away. At first she just wanted to get her money's worth, but now she was addicted to food. Her gentle soft tummy rounding out her arms filling her now, slightly too small clothing. Her newfound 30 lbs of fat making her thighs obvious and plump. She loved the feeling of jiggling, wobbling and most of all filling her ever increasing stomach.

“It’s a shame it isn’t all going to your chest, like Tony.” Lisa giggled.
“You two are lazy and never come to the gym with me” He retorted before digging into his second burger.

Tony wasn’t a small lad, but he had obviously bulked a little bit since the whole endeavor started, He was perhaps the most obvious case of outgrowing his own clothing, he had already enjoyed the muscle shirt, and now it was showing his newly rounded features.

Lisa cackled, she, like some freak of nature, some witch or hag cursed with the devil's own luck. Had eaten just as much as Tony, and gained nothing. Or so it seemed. Yet here she was polishing off her thirds.

And the three of them, or at least two of them were soon satiated. Sarah was going to the food truck to get herself a fourth helping. Out of her own pocket.

“I’ll never understand her, the entire point is that this truck business is supposed to make US money and yet she’s spending her own" Tony was ever practical.
"It's her money, and we take good care of her, she's investing in us because she believes in it." replied Lisa.
"She's just got low impulse control, it's incestuous! She could just get another three people to visit and have an extra meal anyway."
Lisa laughed, "She’s gonna be huge and I’m gonna get her another milkshake”
Tony grinned, he liked his extra pounds, but Sarah was gonna be massive.