A waitress comes down the stairs with a few platters of burgers and you flag her down. "I would like to talk to the head waitress," you say nervously "I think I may have a useful service to offer her.". "And what would that be you piggy!" she said as she shoved a burger into your mouth. You swallow it and continue "Well I'm a journalist for the Mandrine paper, which covers a large distributing area. If I was to be released I could become a valuable asset by writing 5 star reviews about Fattie Patties.". The waitress nodded and you were magically teleported into an office somewhere in the building. Sitting in front of you was the blond waitress, greedily pouring a pitcher of beer into her mouth and letting some of it run down the side of her puffy cheeks. "You will address me as Brittany. My associate has informed me of the offer, and this could be the alcohol talking, but I'll take you up on it. However I do have a condition." You heart started to race as you drew closer to freedom "Anything!" you yelped excitedly. She belched and began "I will transfer some of your fat to another prisoner to make you more mobile, but along with a couple good reviews you must directly bring some new customers into the restaurant and get them to order the special." You nod your head sparaticly and she snaps her fingers, making Brent appear by your side. She snapped them once again and you feel the weight melting of your frame putting you at a solid 340 pounds. Brent then explodes with fat and losses his balance. He was soon even fatter than you were. "Traitor!" he screamed. "I think some of my girls might need a snack. Oh, and you may go." She said politely. As you exited the room three waitresses walked in, licking their lips. You leave the restaurant and