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"Come in, come in! Thank you so much for doing this for me; you don't know how excited I am!"

The woman named Alice stepped aside as Rita and Sam entered her apartment. Rita's meaty love-handle gently brushed against Alice's stomach, sending a shiver up the older woman's spine. She wanted to reach out right now and begin feeling up that soft, fat, luscious belly. But she knew she had to hold back, and keep her hands to herself. It wasn't the time to indulge. Not yet, not yet.

Rita and Sam looked around. Alice kept her apartment surprisingly neat, at least when compared to the two girls' own abode. The carpeted floor appeared to have been recently vacuumed, there was little to no clutter to be seen, and the walls were devoid of any particular adornments aside from a few small, framed photos of Alice and her family. A tiny tabletop holding up a large, body-sized mirror stood directly on the right of the doorway. As Alice led them toward the kitchen, the two girls were able to take brief peeks into the other rooms, and nothing was notably out of the ordinary. If anything, it was incredibly clean. Rita felt relieved; this woman didn't seem like some kind of filthy, perverted freak, like she had feared.

"So...you've been a fan of Rita's for a long time?" Sam asked.

"Oh, yes!" Alice nodded, beaming, "For a very long time! I've always been...well, attracted to the larger female form, you see. I thought your friend was absolutely stunning. I was 'taken in' by her the moment I stumbled upon her first photo shoot, back when she was just beginning her career. Even now, she has all of the right, oh," she peered over her shoulder, and gave Rita a shy smile, addressing her, "Curves. And those curves have just improved as you continued to gain weight, if you don't mind me saying, Rita."

Rita blushed. "Th-Thank you!"

"Oh, it's nothing, my dear! I want to thank YOU for being so brave and confident in showing off your lovely body to the world, but then again, why shouldn't you be confident? You are the most beautiful woman on the planet!"

"Ha ha ha, I've never been called 'the most beautiful woman on the planet' before!"

"Yeah..." Sam, however, wasn't so easily swayed by the woman's words. She kept using such grand statements to explain everything. Sure, Sam was the one who had said they should 'meet the fans' in the first place, but something about the way Alice spoke about Rita...it rubbed her the wrong way. Maybe she was just jealous. But then she told herself that that couldn't be the case. Why would she be jealous of another woman flattering her friend like that? Sam really wished these bad thoughts would just stay out of her head. She needed to fill her mind with something else...like Game Grumps.

"I've prepared a meal that I believe is most suited for a growing lady such as yourself." Alice announced.

Rita and Sam's jaws nearly dropped when they entered Alice's kitchen. They had never seen such an amazing spread of food before; it was like having an entire buffet on a single table. Rita could see there was turkey, chicken, roast beef, salami, cornbread, mashed potatoes, chocolate pudding, mixed assortments of vegetables, and more. Feeling hungry all of the sudden, Sam reached over to help herself, only to have Alice slap her hand away.

"What was that for?" Sam cried.

"What do you think?" Alice replied, "I may have let you into my home, but it's only courtesy to ask first before going for the food! And besides, most of it is meant for Rita! After all, she has to get even bigger for her fans, doesn't she?"

"Sorry." Sam pouted, shoving her greedy hands back into her pockets. She tried to ignore the hunger pangs in the pit of her soft stomach.

"I don't see any problem with all of us eating. I mean, there's a lot of food here! Even I don't think I could stomach THIS much all at once!" Rita pointed out, both for her own sake and for her friend's.

Alice frowned. "But...I was really hoping to see if Rita would like my food..."

"Don't worry, I'm still going to eat some of it, I'm just saying I could use some help in eating it all!"

"...I see...w-well, you two are my esteemed guests, after all! That's right!" Alice suddenly brightened up, acting as cheerful as before, her momentary disturbance brushed aside, "You two may eat as much as you like! Sam, I apologize for acting so rude; I hope you can forgive me for that!"

"Oh, it's okay," Sam waved it off. She didn't want to caused any trouble, or prolong waiting to eat. Judging from the look on Rita's face, she was ready to dig in too. Her gaze was transfixed primarily on the plump, roasted turkey and the steaming mashed potatoes. A little droplet of saliva slowly trickled down her double-chin. She had always loved Thanksgiving food the most, Sam thought to herself. Alice continued smiling and watching them, waiting for them to start eating, although her grin seemed forced. Rita took a seat and, ignoring the sound of creaking wood underneath her, began shoveling food into her fat face.

"Do you like it?" Alice was clearly dying to know.

"Mmmph...itsh so goodmm!" Rita replied with mouthfuls of half-chewed mashed potatoes and turkey filling her cheeks.

"Oh, I'm so, so happy that you like it! I just knew you would!"

Sam picked up a chuck of cornbread from the table, and bit into it. Her eyes widened. It really was delicious.

"And, Sam, does it suit your tastes?"

"It's..." Sam swallowed, and gasped, "It's pretty good."

"Good." Alice beamed.

Sam plopped herself into the seat beside Rita and started eating. She was going straight for the pastries, swallowing eclairs and gulping down croissants like they were made of liquid. Alice excused herself momentarily to go and get something, but neither Rita or Sam had heard her. Rita had already torn apart most of the moist turkey with her fingers, covering her hands in grease and salt, but she didn't mind licking them clean either. It was probably the most delicious breast meat she had ever eaten; it was so succulent, tender and juicy that it practically melted in her mouth. Her stomach, her taste-buds were reeling in wonder, and Rita just wanted more and more. She used a large spoon to scoop out some mashed potatoes, placed it on top of a large cut of turkey, and ate it all in a single gulp. It practically sent her into orgasm.

"Ha ha, hey now, Rita, just because you're hungry doesn't mean you have to eat like a pig!" Sam joked, chuckling before she took a big bite out of custard-filled danish. Feeling rather embarrassed of herself, Rita began dabbing at her mouth and cheeks with a cloth, hoping to wipe away some of the residue. She glanced around the kitchen.

"Hey, where did Alice go?"

"Beats me. I think she said she was...uh, I dunno. She'll probably be back soon."

"Yeah, you're right." Rita nodded, and she resumed eating but held back a little.

Alice returned to the kitchen a few seconds later. She was quietly humming 'Singing in The Rain' under her breath. "I'm back! Sorry for that! I just had to get something! I can see that you two have been enjoying my cooking!"

"I have to say, I don't think I've had a meal this good in a long time!" Rita exclaimed.

"Oh!" Alice dramatically placed her hand over her chest, "You don't know how happy it makes me to hear you say that, Rita! It's my absolute pleasure to serve you! Thank you so much!"

"I like it too!" Sam said.

"Yes. Thank you."

"Don't you want any food yourself, Alice?"

Alice shook her head, replying, "No thank you. I already ate before this. Please, just enjoy yourselves!"

After swallowing yet another piece of cornbread, Sam finally felt like she had had enough. She leaned back in her chair, rolled up her shirt just enough to reveal her taut stomach, and started to rub it. It was as if she had stuffed an entire container of tennis balls into her belly. "Oooh...urp, I'm full..."

"Done already?" Alice was not impressed.

"I'm not used to eating as much as Rita; I may be chubby and a big eater, but it's mostly because I'm around a lot of fattening food these days." Sam tried to explain before belching again.

"Oh, well. Rita, are you still able to eat?"

Rita nodded. Her mouth was too full of bread and meat to verbally reply. Alice didn't really like it, and it was obvious on her face, but this might call for a request of help from Rita's friend. At east it would give her a chance to touch that beautiful dome of a belly.

"Sam, what do we say we work together to help Rita finish the rest of her meal?"

"What? You mean like feed her?"

"Yes!"

"Uh...well..." Sam looked over at Rita, "She seems to be doing a good job feeding herself right now..."

"But, I'm sure you would like to feed her. Wouldn't you?"

"Huh?" Sam blushed at the thought of feeding her best friend.

"You don't want her poor, fat arms to grow weak and tired from shoveling food in her mouth. We should aid her if we can!"

"Oh...r-right...that's what you meant. If you put it that way, I guess-"

"Perfect!"

Alice walked over to Rita, snatched the half-eaten drumstick out of the fat girl's hand, and held it in place for her to eat. Rita, who quickly came to understand the situation at hand, resumed eating, tearing off the meat with her teeth. It was the most adorable thing Alice had ever seen. Sam wasn't about to let herself be outdone, though. Pushing past her own state of fullness, Sam got onto her feet and began shoving rolls and muffins into Rita's mouth. Rita was more than happy enough to accept their kind offerings. Her belly swelled and swelled, like it was being pumped with air, going well beyond what could be considered 'safe limits'. It would so wonderful, to live such a hedonistic life like this forever. To be fed by such willing friends, and to never have to do any work or any sort of troublesome labor. Rita wouldn't mind living that way.

Sam felt her cheeks flush when she heard Rita belch. She was used to her friend's gas, but to witness it first-hand, and so close, was quite different. She wanted to watch Rita get bigger. Sam and Alice piled the food in. Rita's shirt rode up higher and higher over her deepening navel. Sam quietly slipped her finger in; she couldn't believe how deep it was. Her entire finger fit inside Rita's belly-button. She was getting so fat. Alice ignored marveling the body of the beauty for the sake of making it even bigger. She moved with rapid speed, like a machine, as she shoved muffins down Rita's throat.

Eventually, the pudgy piggy slipped into a food-induced coma, ending the stuffing session. Her stomach had grown past her lap, her face was covered in splotches of foodstuffs, her breasts were almost ready to burst out of her shirt, and her pants looked like they could have been painted on. She had not eaten all of the food on the table, but more than half of it; that was at least 10 pounds worth of food in one sitting. Alice and Sam stared down at the slumbering, bloated beauty. She was the Goddess, and they were just Her lowly mortal servants. Alice was flushed and breathing heavily, but Sam tried hard not to look directly at the belly. If she stared too long, she might lose control of herself. These feelings she had been trying to hide for so long...they were gradually coming out, from inside of her. She had never seen Rita like this before, not in all of her previous stuffing sessions, or in any of her photo shoots. She looked so radiant even as she slept with her overfed gut bulging in front of her. Sam almost wanted to touch it. To feel its warmth.

"Whoo...that was a lot of fun!" Alice remarked, wiping sweat off her brow.

Sam walked back to her own seat. "Y-Yeah..." her mind was still racing. She was turned on like nothing else right now.

Alice went to the sink and washed her hands for a few seconds. After wiping her hands, she gently reached over toward a set of knives on the counter. She wrapped her fingers around the handle of the largest knife. It was a knife she was familiar with; it was almost like an extension of her own arm. A very trustworthy appliance.

"Now that she's asleep," Alice said, her manner suddenly becoming cold, sinister, "We can finally afford to have a little chat...what do you say?"