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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 16:34:28 GMT -4
The gurgling in your stomach was enough to make you feel desperate, but then, much to your surprise (and delight) the plate refilled with cookies...like magic. the cookies seemed to have steam coming off them as if fresh from the oven.
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Post by neon on Jul 31, 2009 16:50:09 GMT -4
He blinked in surprise as more cookies appeared out of nowhere, and hesitated for a moment before biting into one.
They tasted just as good - if not better than before, and he felt a thrill of pleasure as the soft dough melted in his mouth. He began devouring them without restraint, the familiar warmth spreading throughout his body.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 17:10:09 GMT -4
The cookies were becoming addiciting, their soft gooey center melting in your mouth, and you certainly didn't notice that your stomach was starting to push out, or your ass starting to get tight in your pants...it was so...exhilarating to eat these cookies.
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Post by neon on Jul 31, 2009 17:37:56 GMT -4
Finishing off the last of the second batch, Jamie felt a sense of deep contentment. Rubbing his belly thoughtfully, he wondered where the cookies could've come from. If there were more where that came from...his stomach growled at the thought.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 18:55:23 GMT -4
The plate then vanished, and a new one appears, filled with cupcakes, covered in thick frosting.
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Post by neon on Jul 31, 2009 19:11:40 GMT -4
He blinked in surprise as the empty plate was replaced by a batch of cupcakes, right before his eyes.
Silently he thanked whoever was providing the heavenly treats, but he wondered whether or not he should continue. He was feeling full, fuller than usual, and for the first time it occurred to him that he had just consumed two plates of cookies without a second thought.
Despite his hesitation, he was unnaturally drawn to the food, salivating even as he brought the first cupcake to his mouth. The frosting was so thick and creamy, coating his throat as he started on the second cupcake without delay...
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 19:24:05 GMT -4
"Enjoying the cupcakes?" said a voice from behind. It was Hugo, owner of the mansion, watching as the cupcakes, more powerful then the cookies in their magic, started to cause your jeans to strain.
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Post by neon on Jul 31, 2009 19:30:55 GMT -4
Jamie cried out in surprise, turning to face the source of the voice.
"I'm...I'm sorry, I just came in to see if I could use a phone, and these were just lying here...I couldn't help myself..." he placed a hand between his belly and jeans, trying to relieve the pain of them cutting into his waist. He felt like he was bursting at the seams.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 19:33:46 GMT -4
"Oh no, by all means. that's why they are here. I don't have a phone, sadly...but you are more then welcome to stay until you can leave to get help, I do know the weather around here can be...unfriendly at times."
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Post by neon on Jul 31, 2009 19:44:47 GMT -4
"Oh, t-thank you," he shyly replied. He thought of the classmate who had been in the car accident with him. Surely she could find help on her own...?
The thought of staying in a huge, luxurious mansion seemed more than inviting, and the owner seemed friendly enough. Suddenly he remembered the mess of frosting and chocolate on his face and wiped it away in embarrassment. He must've looked like such a pig, gorging himself with pastries.
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 19:48:57 GMT -4
"Is there anything else I can get you? You name it, I can get it for you...You seem to have quite the sweet tooth."
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Post by neon on Jul 31, 2009 20:26:16 GMT -4
"Oh, um, well..." he stuttered, face turning red.
He bent over to retrieve the cupcake he had dropped in surprise when Lord Hugo had entered, only to find that he was unable to do so. His now too-tight jeans restricted his movement, the seams threatening to split.
It was then that he began to notice what had begun to happen. He frowned in confusion. Was there something he was allergic to that had made him swell like this?
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 20:28:24 GMT -4
"Oh. let me get that for you" Hugo said grabbing it, his thin body reaching it easily. He hands it you with a smile. "Our dessert chef is the best in the world, I think"
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Post by neon on Jul 31, 2009 20:43:54 GMT -4
"I wouldn't doubt it," he said, stuffing it in his mouth without a thought. "Maybe a little too good, though, I can't seem to put these down. I feel like I must've gained thirty pounds." He grabbed another cupcake, thinking he had just exaggerated.
"But really," he said, remembering his manners, "I uh, I don't want to be a bother."
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Post by Lord Hugo Prosperio on Jul 31, 2009 21:40:47 GMT -4
"No bother at all. My chefs can cook up any treat you desire...this place is all about making people happy, after all"
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