They order food and it arrives, John and Carrie have a few ideas of what they can do.
John already started eating his food while Carrie was about to start, “Every bite of food Carrie takes, the fatter she gets, going 20 pounds per bite,” John said quietly under the table.
Carrie takes her first bite of pasta, through her t-shirt and jeans John noticed that her stomach bloated upwards, luckily she didn’t notice. “Hey John, don’t you have incredibly hairy armpits??” His t-shirt, through the arm holes grew a giant amount of armpit hair.
She took two more bites and her stomach had grow in all directions now, her body becoming fatter by the second, her jeans feeling tight around her thick thighs and large butt. Her t-shirt being too small to hold her bulbous belly or bigger boobs. Her boobs had increased a cup size. Before she could notice John said, “Carrie, don’t your dress and my suit look wonderful,” a red dress appeared around his wife and a black tux around him.