"We did bet... We should honor it," said Jake as the three grunted and pushed themselves out of the cushy chairs.

They waddled their way after the three behemoths, going through the main dining room. They were all grunting, panting, burping, and farting as they pushed their huge bodies through the restaurant. Though as the place was full of other fat men, no one noticed. The floor rumbled under their combined weight so much that empty chairs were jostled and plates everywhere clattered from the floor shaking. The three got into Dave's truck while the others got into Nick's. Nick pulled out of the parking lot with Trent following them.

"I hope this isn't going to be too bad," Trent said as they drove along.

Jake sat there rubbing his belly and sighed, "Me too... I mean, they're... not bad looking I guess. They just, well, they seem so arrogant."

They two sighed and heard Dave belch loudly in the back. Jake was right, the three of them were pretty good looking with all that fat on them now. Though the way they acted wasn't exactly... friendly. There wasn't much they could do now. If they bailed, the guys would probably go looking for them to make sure the bet was paid. Though as Trent drove along, he started to think...