chapter 11

Elaine returned on Friday evening, laden with two large shopping bags of food and drink. Jake got up to answer the door to greet her. He was wearing his new size 32 clothes, and they fit. He had filled out again, although he was still not fat. He was just softer. As usual on a Friday, he'd had nothing to eat yet.
"Oh, I'm so pleased to see you!" He said kissing her on the cheek, "I'm starving!"
Elaine noticed that even with an empty belly his stomach was no longer flat. His bones did not stick out any more.
She headed straight for the kitchen. Jake started eating stuff from her bags even before she had time to unpack them. He found the sugary doughnuts first. He pushed a whole one into his mouth and started chewing, spilling sugar onto the floor. There was so much in his mouth that he could not close it while he chewed, but he was still going through her bags to see what he could shove into his mouth next. He opened a bottle of Coke. It was so fizzy it squirted out the top and sprayed all over the room. Jake did not care. He put the bottle to his lips and poured the liquid down his throat. He paused for a breath, put the Coke down and picked up a barbecued pork rib with a sticky sauce. He picked off the choicest bits, threw the rib away and picked up a chocolate eclair. He had barbecue sauce all around his chin as he pushed the eclair into his mouth. Whipped cream oozed out the side and fell onto his shirt.
Elaine did not stop him or chastise him. It wasn't exactly what she'd planned, but she still enjoyed watching him stuff his face with no guilt and no manners. She had made him like this. She was proud of her work.
She let Jake continue stuffing himself, while she put away the rest of the food. She would praise him later and show him exactly how much she appreciated his efforts.
She stepped over Jake's mess and left him eating directly out of the fridge. There was no point in clearing anything up until he had finished.
She was keen to see how her other protégée was getting on.
Sunshine was wearing hippie style loose fit trousers and a loose fit hippie tunic. Even so, even in one week, her breasts were bigger and her belly was starting to bloom. She lay languidly on the sofa, watching the telly and absent mindedly eating a family size bag of crisps, with a half empty 2 litre bottle of Coke by her side.
She could not be any more pleased. The results just made her want to push the pair of them even harder.