chapter 8

There was a lull in customers at the Burger Palace and Mark had come over to strike up a conversation with Bella.
"Hey, beautiful." Mark said, wrapping his strong arms around her softening body. Bella blushed and grinned up at him.
"Hey, baby," Isabella giggled.
"I thought we could do something special tonight. Why don't you come over to my apartment and let me spoil you. I can make you a nice romantic meal, with candles and roses and all that. Girls like candles, right?"
"I love. Candles," Bella laughed.
"Good. Because I've heard that I make the best steak in town." He boasted, wiggling his eyebrows.

Isabella stood in her elevator, clutching a big bag of Burger Palace excitedly. She'd been bringing home a bag every night lately for Emma, since she seemed to need it for her growing appetite. She'd even started to drink a milkshake or two and some fries with her, since she could never resist Burger Palace's food. Her minded shifted back to her date tonight. She was so thrilled to finally get to see Mark's apartment. To her it felt like a new step in their relationship, and she was happy to take it.

"Honeyyy, I'm hoooome," sang Isabella, bursting into the dingy apartment. Her smile melted off her face and she gasped. Emma sat on the couch, hunched over a large pizza, shovelling mouthful after mouthful down her greedy throat. Two other empty pizza boxes lay on the floor next to her. Grease stains covered her clothes and red tomato sauce was smeared all over her face. Her huge, bulging belly looked ready to explode. It seemed that she'd taken off her pants to make room for her overstuffed stomach, which rested on her thick, naked thighs like a giant balloon.

"Uhhh...Emma, what did you do all day?" She stuttered nervously."
Emma raised her head to see her roommate timidly standing in the doorway.
"Oh, great, you brought food from your work. I'm starving." She exclaimed, chewing on the last slice of greasy pizza. She ignored Bella's question.
"Are you really hungry?" Isabella said pointedly. She noticed her roommate's eyes were red and puffy but decided not to bring it up.
"Starving." Replied Emma, as Bella carefully made her way to the couch. As soon as she dropped the bag on the coffee table, Emma hungrily dumped the contents and began pawing through it, grabbing two burgers.
"Aren't you eating?"
"No, I have to save my appetite. Mark is cooking me dinner at his apartment tonight."
"Ooo, exciting. Are you two finally get some action?" Emma winked as she shovelled food into her mouth.
"Maybe. I'm nervous though. I swear I've put on a few pounds lately, and I don't want him to think this is what I always look like naked."
"Mmm, I am almost 100 percent sure he won't mind. But seriously, grab a burger or two, that way you won't be hungry later and won't pig out in front of him." Emma grunted through a mouthful of fries.

Despite her current disgust at her roommate, Bella thought she had a point. She grabbed a burger and began to chomp. Before she knew it, she'd tucked away three burgers. She groaned. She knew she'd eaten too much.

Emma watched her roommate eat with a mischievous grin on her face, getting more turned on with each bite she took. She knew that her proposition wouldn't work. As soon as her boyfriend placed food in front of Isabella, she would go nuts over it, no matter the burgers she'd eaten earlier. After all, she thought, glancing at Bella's already packed tummy, she really was turning into a glutton.

I'm thinking of starting a new story soon, so keep tuned:)