"Nikki?" Mark asked. "Maybe we should go home..."
"NO!" she yelled, loud enough for the entire restaurant to hear. "I'm STARVING!". With that,
a button snapped on the front of her designer jeans, opening it up for everyone to see her
panties.
Minutes later, the waiter arrived with their food. Nikki had gained about fifty more pounds,
and was morbidly obese at this point. The second the plates hit the table, she burped
loudly and began to shove the food down her gullet. Pieces of food fell into her lap and
onto the floor, but Nikki didn't notice. She snorted and wiped some snot away from her
nose and continued eating.
When the food was gone, she got on all fours and began eating the food off of the floor.
her clothes were stained with grease, but she seemed satisfied for the time being. Sitting
back on her chair, she leaned in for a kiss from Mark. Mark, repulsed by the thought of
kissing her, moved back, but wasn't quick enough. She grabbed him and laid a big smooch
right on his lips, causing him to gag.
Nikki patted her stomach and scrunched up her face. A load of shit filled her already
strained pants, causing both her jeans and panties to tear open.
"Ahh..." she said, relieved.