Nick got up from the table and quickly gathered his things into his oversized backpack, slinging it over his shoulder casually, which caused him to hunch over slightly as he walked. He led Suzanne to his car and they piled in quickly. Suzanne took notice of the airbag warning and wondered silently how long it would be until it applied to her.
"Ready?" Nick asked as he tossed his bag into the back seat.
"Now, you're certain you genuinely want to help and this isn't some nerdy fantasy of your come true," Suzanne questioned.
"Of course it isn't!" Nick said, now sounding exasperated. "I told you, I'm not that type of guy to take advantage of someone's desperate situation. Besides, most of my Lord of the Rings-related fantasies revolve around a certain Elf."
With that he started up the car and took off. They had just pulled out of the parking lot when Suzanne's stomach growled loudly.
"Let's stop at Burger King on our way," Nick said.
The two drove up to a nearby Burger King, and Nick claimed that you could see his house from the drive through. He sounded impressed, although Suzanne was already tired of him.
"Welcome to Burger King," a lady's voice cheerfully called from the box, "My I take your order?"
"I ate already," Nick said. "You go ahead and order, it's on me."
Suzanne quickly thought. She just wanted food, and quite a bit of it. "Two double whoppers, king size with a diet," she called, "and a Hershy's sundae pie." (author's note: I'm pretty sure I didn't spell Hershy's right, but I'm being lazy)
"That all?" the voice called back and Suzanne confirmed her order. "Please pull ahead."
"I was expecting a bit more," Nick commented as the car slowly pulled up to the window. He fumbled in his wallet for a $20 as the lady held out her hand expectantly.
"I didn't want to burden you financially, make everything think I'm a glutton, or to eat so much I'd explode," Suzanne retorted, although she really didn't care how much she was making Nick spend on her meal.
When Nick passed her food to her, she practically tore open the bag and began to scarf it down as fast as possible. For a split second, Nick almost thought she could put Takeru Kobayashi to shame!
For Suzanne, her hunger was finally started to quell, although her pants were definately feeling tight now. When she was sure that Nick was too busy driving to notice, she felt under her shirt and undid the button on her pants, allowing her stomach some release from the pressure as she munched on her fries. She hated feeling so bloated, but it couldn't be helped.
After finishing her meal, she began to unconsciously rub her feet together in an attempt to take care of the itching. She didn't know whether she wished all the hair that would be growing there would just stop, or if she desperately wanted it to grow in, as that would definately help with the itching sensations.
"Here we are," Nick said at last. He pulled into his short driveway and Suzanne saw that he owned quite a large home. Rick uncle, maybe? She definately didn't expect him to live here!
The house looked like it was three stories high, and it definately took up a decent chunk of land. The white paint and blue trim made it look like a common house, but the vines crawling up the siding gave it a regal look. Every time Suzanne had previously seen the house, she assumed it belonged to a rather wealthy, sophisticated person, not to a geek who spent all his time either reading or working on a computer.
"My house should be able to accomidate all your wants and needs," he said matter-of-factly, although a touch of pride penetrated his meek voice. "My kid nephew was here a while ago and left a bunch of clothes behind - he said I could put them on eBay or something, as he hates garage sales and can't work a computer well - so you'll have some clothes for you when you get small enough. I also have a sewing machine, but I have no skill for it, so you'll have to modify the clothes yourself. You'll probably have to adjust the waistline eventually."
He grabbed his backpack and escorted a very depressed Suzanne into the living room. That was quite a sight to behold! The walls were made of mahogany, with large windows draped with red curtains. The blue-carpet floor felt soft under Suzanne's feet - a warm welcome for her. Her bloated stomach put some extra strain on her now massive feet, and the paved sidewalks hadn't helped the feeling at all.
Within minutes, Nick was at his massive DVD and tape collection, searching tirelessly for his LOTR trilogy.