You briefly consider prom. You really want to make prom queen this year, and have been doing so well to watch your figure. Then, you figure that one slice wouldn't do much to ruin your healthy streak or your appearance. You'll just have to have a light dinner tonight. "I'll have a slice," you say, smiling.

Lara smiles and giggles a little. She grabs 2 plates, 2 forks, and a knife. She cuts a large slab and slaps it on a plate. She hands it to you with a fork.

"This is a little too big for me," you protest, politely.

"Is it?" she asks, looking up. Her joy has been replaced by a solemn sadness again.

"Nah, nevermind," you say. "It'll be great."

She smiles again and cuts herself a slice. You cut off an edge with your fork and place it in your mouth. You wrap your lips around the fork and pull the chunk of cake off of its prongs. You chew slowly and your eyes look upward in a sort of ecstasy. It melts into warm, chocolate goodness in your mouth. It almost becomes a really thick pudding.

"Holy hell!" you shout. "This is fantastic!" You take another bite, and get the same results. You don't even notice that Lara isn't eating hers. She's just watching you and smiling. "This is sooo good," you say, your mouthful of chocolate cake. You hurridly devour the entire slice.

You had never finished a slice of cake that large in your entire life!

"Oh! Where are my manners? I bet you'd like a nice glass of milk, wouldn't you?"

"Actually, I don't-" you try to say. But before you know it, Lara is cutting you off.

"Here," she says, sliding her slice in front of you. "You can have mine while I get you a glass of milk." With that, she leaves the room.

You look at the cake, knowing that you shouldn't touch it. But before you know it, you're taking your third bite, and Lara is setting the glass of milk next to your plate. Suddenly, a bubbling sensation forms in the pit of your stomach. You take another bite, and put down the fork.

While you chew, you put your hands on your stomach. "I feel weird," you say while chewing the creamy chocolate cake. A groggy sensation flows over you and your eyelids become slightly heavy. But of all the new sensations you feel, the strongest is the ravenous hunger that just hit you.

"I was wondering when it was going to take effect," Lara says, smiling slyly.

You swallow the piece of cake and look at her suspiciously. "What do you mean?" you ask.

"Oh, nothing. Why don't I get you something else, to satisfy that hunger? I'll search the kitchen, while you finish off this cake." She puts the fork back in your hand.

You look up at her, helpless. You know you shouldn't eat anymore, but your starving! You've never felt this hungry in your life!

You decide to...