This choice: Eat a large dinner to celebrate • Go Back...Chapter #6Further indulgence by: Unknown Wait until Paul sees me after this! Jenny thought to herself with a smile. It had taken quite some doing - cooking had never come naturally to her - but Jenny had laid out quite a decent feast for herself. Her doughnut binges had given herself something of a sweet tooth recently, but she decided to start off with her other favorite food group - meat. Roasted ham (or whatever the pokemorph equivalent would be, sorry) and some dumplings, plenty of rich gravy...and that was just the beginning. She had plenty of warm bread, and had broken out some combusken cutlets, and so on. Jenny didn't wear her cop outfit around the house, naturally, but had changed into clothes much more casual than standard for her, all for the sake of this meal. Sweatpants would give her soft gut plenty of room to swell, as would the old blue T-shirt she had on. Jenny settled down in her chair, licked her lips, and got to work.
Jenny ate like she was processing a crime scene - methodically, taking each food item in turn carefully like a piece of evidence she studied with her tongue. She quickly realized that that would get her nowhere fast, however. She picked up the pace, her powerful canine jaw making short work of the tender, succulent meat. She worked her way through a plateful, through two and then three. It wasn't just about the food anymore. She could feel her stomach swelling, packing more food in. And soon enough, that food would be transformed into more rolls, more cushioning for her ample rear end...to her surprise, Jenny began to feel almost excited. Of course, Paul had been so kind recently...she was just excited about how he would react to this. Maybe there was something more to it, but Jenny at least didn't realize that yet.
A truly astounding amount of food made its way into the growlithe's stomach. All that sitting around on the job had given her a slightly different skill set - she was patient enough to let her food go down a little, force a little more in, and so on. Tricking her stomach as such, Jenny got much more in than had she rushed it. The end result was a very bloated pokemorph. Her pudgy belly had a new firmness to it, she found when she stroked it, so stretched out it had become like a drum. Jenny wasn't sure what to do now....could she even manage dessert?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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