Greed guts

chapter 1

Greedy Guts

You were driving around for a new place to eat and oddly enough you found one. A new buffet called Greedy Guts. While the name seemed more like a gimmick it was certainly not the case once inside. The decor was more of a traditional Indian Curry house and less of a buffet. However a vast array of tables cover the seating area all with large comfy chairs. The buffet menu had only 3 things on it serve-yourself buffet, we-serve-you buffet, or VIP-buffet. The prices were $15, $20, and $25 respectively. Deciding you didn’t want to try the other options till you knew the food more you went with the serve-yourself option.

Plate after plate you consumed the food was amazing by far better than any food you have ever had. The staff here are all women and everyone of them were curvaceous wearing traditional belly dancer attire. Various people dined here and nearly all of them seem as enthralled by the food as you were. Feeling curious after you finished eating probably more than you intended, you asked the cashier about the other menu options.

“Well valued patron we offer what you enjoyed today which is the serve-yourself traditional buffet option, the others are as follows, we-serve-you is like what you just had only we bring you plates of food based on a selection of our choosing, and VIP-buffet is our special reserved rooms were we cater to your every dining needs” she said this with a bit of a dance.

Curious you decided at a later date to return and try both options eventually. The food was so good here you initially didn’t want to come back for fear you would not be able to stop. However unfortunate for you the dreams and thoughts you had the rest of the week kept coming back to this place. Eventually the thoughts were too much for you to take and you came back. Not feeling adventurous enough to have someone feed you again decided to feed yourself, and again you ate way more than you thought possible. Something about the food or maybe how it was prepared. Either way it was to delicious to stop, until you had overdone it. The same server that you had last time once again waited on you. This time when you left she said see you again soon. Maybe the food was just perfect or maybe it had some hold on you either way somehow you knew she was right.

Your third return was preceded by many many others, more than you care to admit. It was too late to stop now something about the food made you need to come back for more. The effects of your frequent gorging soon became clear, and many of your clothes started to become tight. Despite needing a whole new set of clothes the food was far to good to stop. Again you came back and again you ate your way into another set of clothes. Now approaching 4 months into your crippling addiction the their food the evidence of your problem even more visible. A Large gut now extends in front of you jiggling and swaying about. Your thighs smash together and rub when you walk causing a slight waddle. Your butt now softer and taking up a lot more space in chairs. Your arms shaking and jiggling slightly as you move them. Fearing the results you have not weighed yourself in a long while. Deciding you had to do something soon or end up incredibly obese. The next few days you tried not to eat there and it felt awful. Everything you ate in that time tasted bland. Like someone with a serious addiction problem you return and decide to try one of the other options.

We-serve-you was the option you went with and you ended up with yet again the same server you have had this entire time. She lead you into a slightly out of the way area from the buffet but closer to the kitchen. The food you were served seemed fresh and somehow even more delicious. By the time you were done you had eaten a new record of food for yourself. The server gave your belly a gentle pat and said “Ok Greedy Guts your full time to go”. This didn’t really seem that awkward and she said it like it was rehearsed 100x before. Oddly after you got home you seemed to have forgotten why you did that option, however you did decide to do that from now on. Another 4 months went by, this time of being served way too much food. Many more clothes of various larger and larger sizes were also purchased. Stuffed into your largest sized clothes that somehow barely fit you returned to the buffet once again deciding you were done and needed to stop. Standing before the doors you decided to try the VIP-buffet this time then be done for good.

The VIP-buffet was suppose to be your last meal here. Lead by your regular server to the backroom, the hall here is elaborately decorated. Lined with doors she lead you into a room with a large comfy throne-like chair. Gesturing for you to sit there she unfolds a large sturdy table hidden under the floor. She smiles and asks you one question “Are you a real Greedy Guts or do you just want the VIP treatment”. Not really knowing the correct response you answer VIP treatment. A banquet of specially prepared food is served to you nearly endlessly. You are fed by the server and she is relentless. Fearing you may explode at some point you motion for her to stop feeding you. Stuffed to a level of full you never thought possible you sit there for a few minutes and just rub your painfully stuffed belly. The server props your feet up and helps you rub your belly. A while later you feel totally relaxed and fearing falling asleep you ask for help leaving. The server smiles and slowly helps your bloated self out to your car. The experience was a total mind-blow you never thought it was possible to eat that much so quickly. Yet somehow you needed more. Something inside you said you will do this again soon. That odd something was not to far off as the next day you returned, once again getting the VIP-buffet. This somehow reset your mind on eating and quickly erased all thoughts of stopping. This pattern continued as a week turned into a month. New clothes needed nearly monthly as you ate your way out of old ones. As you got close to the 4 month mark again, you realized you have completely forgotten how to eat normal sized meals. One morning you stare at yourself in the mirror realizing you almost don’t recognize the figure before you. The belly you had has quickly become a gut bulging out before you, and hanging down on your lap sitting or standing. Your fat thighs now smash together all the way to your knees, there was no hiding your waddle now. Looking behind you as best you could, you notice your massive butt. The entirety of your person requires several seats to sit comfortably. Fearing the worst you approach the heavy duty scale you just purchased. Prepping yourself for the worst you stand on the scale and realize you cannot see past your gut to read it. You move your gut out of the way as best you can and carefully lean over to read 190 kg/418 lbs. Feeling light headed you step off the scale and waddle into your room to get dressed for the day. Today you are off and decide to go out for what you hope will be the last visit to Greedy Guts.

Deciding your scale reading this morning was shock enough you go into the buffet and decide to try the only option you haven’t tried. You go into the VIP-buffet area and when your server asks the question she has asked every visit since your first back here. Your reply yes i am a Greedy Guts, as you say this she smiles widely and nods. Walking toward you seated in the throne she pats your gut and says ”My oh my are you indeed a Greedy Guts well it is about time you see how greedy you are”. She fiddles with the back of your chair and cuffs latch your arms and feet into the chair. Before you can scream or ask anything a hose and mask are attached to your face. The hose almost immediately begins pumping fluid into your mouth. Having little choice due to the mask you drink the seemingly endless liquid. The server just nods at you patting your gut “soon we will all know how much of a Greedy Guts you are now drink up I will be back to check on you later”. With that she leaves you there in the room alone latching the door behind her.