"Would you like to come out and eat with me sometime?"

"Sure," exclaimed the sumo-sized server with such gusto that he seemed to swell with pride and fill the whole room. "You know, I like to eat," he added with a loving pat to his belly. "But it does get dull without somebody to talk to, and you seem like a good guy to chat with, few people chat with their server this much." He scrawled something on a card and passed it to Jason. Jason read 'Richard Castle' and a cell phone number.

"Now that I think about it, I think I've seen you on campus," Richard continued.

"Yeah," said Jason remembering. "We're in the same fraternity."

"Yeah, like you are, I was my year's 'fattened-up freshman'. I really enjoyed it a lot, and now I work here - to keep my food bill down, or my parents would think I was fat!" he said, in a teasing tone. "Call me when you've got free time. I usually work whenever nothing too exciting is happening elsewhere. The boss is pretty chill."

"So how much do I owe?"

"You ate past the maximum," replied Richard.

"Huh?"

"When people pass fifteen plates," Richard explained, "you get the meal for free, although it would still be cheap anyways. I just like to think of the 15 plate limit as a point of pride for those of us with big appetites and as mocking those with little stomachs."

"Thanks!" Jason said. He managed to get up from the table and turned to grab his rugby shirt, but it was gone and replaced with a huge shopping bag of clothing.

"Just some things to hold you over until you decide on your new size, how big you're gonna be," Richard said. "Also that bag itself is from the best store for people who need a little 'extra' fabric to cover up, just down the road. Open all the time and cheap enough for even a college student to get a new wardrobe or two. See you around, Jason," he concluded.

"Bye Richard." Jason then managed to walk out of the buffet, although he did stop to grab a good handful of mints - sucking them seemed to ease his aching belly. He got home, exhausted from lumbering about with such a bloated belly and passed out on his bed before even turning off the light.

Jason awoke the next morning, the bloating feeling passed and a pleasant sense of hunger replacing it. He hit the bathroom - and was it his imagination, or did he even look a little bit fatter this morning? He finally left the communal bathroom, all washed up. When he returned to his room, he received a bit of a shock...