Who's the boss

Chapter 1

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

A cozy kitchen, dimly lit. The smell of delicious food fills the air. EMILY, a woman in her late twenties with a mischievous smile, stands by the stove, wearing an apron. JASON, her boyfriend, sits at the dining table, struggling to finish his already heaping plate of food.

EMILY
(disappointed)
Jason, you can't be serious. You're not going to finish your meal?

JASON
(groaning)
Em, I'm really sorry. I'm just too full. You know I love your cooking, but I can't eat anymore.

EMILY's face turns stern, her eyes narrowing.

EMILY
(to herself)
Too full, huh? We'll see about that.

EMILY walks over to the table, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

EMILY
(pleadingly)
Jason, just a few more bites, please? I made this meal with so much love, and I want you to enjoy it all. For me?

Jason sighs, looking at EMILY's hopeful expression.

JASON
(reluctantly)
Okay, fine. A few more bites.

EMILY's face lights up with satisfaction. She grabs a much larger plate and starts piling on food, making it even more enormous than before.

EMILY
(grinning)
Since you agreed, I'll make sure you eat enough to show your appreciation.

Jason's eyes widen as he realizes what he's gotten himself into.

JASON
(nervously)
Em, that's way too much. I won't be able to move after this.

EMILY
(teasingly)
Don't worry, babe. I'll take care of you. Besides, a little indulgence won't hurt, right?

Reluctantly, Jason starts eating, struggling to keep up with the enormous portion.

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INT. LIVING ROOM - LATER

Jason sits on the couch, rubbing his bloated belly with discomfort. EMILY enters the room, her expression filled with guilt.

EMILY
(apologetically)
Jason, I'm sorry. I got carried away with the portion. I didn't mean to make you so uncomfortable.

EMILY gently places her hand on Jason's belly, massaging it lightly to relieve some of the pressure.

EMILY
(sincerely)
I love you, and sometimes I push you a little too far. But you know how much it excites me to see you enjoy your food.

Jason looks at EMILY, a mix of discomfort and affection in his eyes.

JASON
(smiling weakly)
I know, Em. It's just that sometimes it's hard to keep up. But I love you too, and if this makes you happy, I'll try my best.

EMILY's eyes sparkle mischievously as she leans in closer to Jason.

EMILY
(slyly)
Oh, Jason, you always know just what to say. Don't worry, my love. Tomorrow night, I'll make something extra special for you. Something that will make it impossible for you to resist.

They share a knowing smile, both aware of the power dynamic between them.

FADE OUT.