Tim continued to play with his new fat, somehow enchanted by it.

"Maybe I should go explore the house a bit. After all, it is my new house..."

Tim gets lost in thought, and before he knows it, the doorbell rings.

"OH! PIZZA!"

Tim lept off the couch as fast as a fat woman could and answered the door.

"Hey Carol." said the Pizza man, "The bill is on your tab, as usual."

"Great. I'll see you tomorrow!" Tim said as he tipped him.

Soon, Tim was stuffing his face full of everything Pizza, not even caring enough to clean the buffalo sauce from his face.