She came back with another plate of bbq ribs and wings. He went over to take a bite out of one her wings and the chemicals took control of him. Her hand becoming orange and greasy from all the wings and bbq, her red and white checkered napkin all greasy she wiped the stains on her now semi ripped pants. He went over to get a plate of mild chicken wings. At the same time he spotted some fried chicken and mashed potatoes. Dab!Dab! Then some gravy. With two full plates, both were having an orgasm full of food feast. With every morsel going down her mouth, then her throat, particles of magic were making their way thru every part of her body. Pop,pop, went both her sneaks flying off. Wilbur started to feel a tightness in his pants, so he unbuckled his pants and let his new belly fat flow. "Glad you can join the party hone." She gave him a big hug and then went back to eat. "Ahh thank you/." Then he dived right in for some of his food.