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It has now been three weeks since Ramlethal's first experience with fast food. She was on steady diet of "Burgers" and "French Fries" everyday at around noon. Elphelt told her to call the daily eating sessions "Lunch." Apparently it was one of three official sessions designated specifically for eating. The other two were called "Breakfast" and "Dinner." According to Elphelt, you could usually fit three or four unofficial sessions between each official one. These were called "light snacks."

These "lunches" had an interesting effect on Ramlethal. For one, her appetite was larger. While it was easily sated by one burger in the beginning, she found that she needed to eat two in order to be satisfied. Then three. Now, she was eating three and then simply eating fries one by one until she was full. More often than not, she finished a full pack of them. Her body took a little time to digest the food, so Ramlethal normally relaxed and read a book or human magazine whilst waiting for her stomach to settle. She was becoming quite comfortable living like this.

However, her appetite was not the only thing that was effected. After digesting, the energy from her food was evenly distributed throughout her body for later use. However, in the confines of her cell, Ramlethal wasn't using that energy for anything. The surplus of energy was beginning visibly change Ramlethal. Her belly pooched forward a little bit. It was now necessary for her take a deep breath in order to put her shorts on. It was certainly a well fed little gut, and it was the main source of Ramlethal's curiosity. In the privacy of her own cell, she would often pinch and shake it, just to see how it moved. And her stomach was not the only thing that was getting bigger. She could feel it in her butt and her legs. Once toned and well maintained, her lower body was now much plushier than it used to be- much less cooperative as well. She could suck her stomach in, but the same could not be said about her ass. Her new girth was problematic when it came to putting clothes on.She had stopped buttoning them recently. She noticed how her thighs would squeeze into the confines of the shorts, but then puff out a little where the shorts ended. They were just as soft as her midsection.

"Rammy? It's Elphelt, I'm coming in." Chimed a cheery little voice from the door. Ramlethal was so enthralled in her self inspection that the sound caused her to jump. Was it really almost noon?

"Come in. You are welcome."

"No, no, Rammy, thats not how you use that- you know what? Nevermind. It's good to see you." Elphelt smiled, closing the door behind her. This time Ramlethal's sister wasn't wearing her dress. Ramlethal was inclined to believe that the choice to wear something else was not a stylistic one. The dress no longer fit Elphelt, much like Ramlethal's shorts. It didn't really bother her though. Choosing comfortability over aesthetics was another quality of humans that she had learned thanks to Elphelt. Today, Elphelt was wearing some stretchy looking pants and a T-shirt with a name written on the front. She had a plastic bag that was full of food that Ramlethal hadn't seen yet.

"I brought something new today! Wanna see?"

"Yes."

"Tada!" Elphelt exclaimed, taking a large brown box out of her bag. "This one's called a pizza!" The food was thin and circular. This one also contained cheese and bread, but there were little red dots on top of the cheese.

"It has cheese and bread."

"Mhmm!"

"Does it also have meat?"

"W-well sometimes, but not this one. Go on, see for yourself."

Ramlethal grabbed the "Pizza" by the bread part. "What do I do next?"

"You take that piece off by pulling it away from the rest."

"Oh..." Ramlethal watched the "Pizza" closely as she seperated her piece from the rest of the circle. A couple strand of cheese stretched out, still clinging to the other pieces. Her eyes widened a little bit, surprised by the tenacity of the foodstuff. She finished her piece quickly, without carefully analyzing the flavor. Her curiosity had gotten the better of her this time around.

"I see... is this food designed for sharing?" she asked, since the circular shape and equal amount of removable pieces suggested that more than one person would partake in a "Pizza."

"That's what they tell you at the store, but nobody eats them like that. The pieces are only there so you can pace yourself. Don't worry, that one is for you. I brought my own!" Elphelt boasted. She was always eager to share her extensive knowledge of human culture with her sister.

The two girls had their pizza together. Their "Lunches" had become much more sociable somewhere down the line. Elphelt's increasing weight made her easier to talk to for Ramlethal. They talked about guys (well, mostly Elphelt) and fashion (well, mostly Elphelt) and found common ground in their love for human food. Though japanese food was extremely hard to come by due to the policies of the Japanese Colonies, Elphelt promised to bring "Sushi" one day. Elphelt had an aura of assurance about her, a feeling of security. It was very soothing to Ramlethal, who was used to constantly being on guard. Talking to Elphelt was just...comfortable. Her belly looked big enough to sit on, like one of the "beanbag chairs" she had told her about (what is the purpose of a bean filled chair?). It spilled over the waistband of her stretchy pants and was big in all directions. It was definitely the largest part of her now. There was always a smile on Elphelts cherubic face. Her breasts were the size of melons now, and she constantly complained about support for them.

After the meal, the two girls slouched back in there chairs, positively stuffed. Elphelt had more food than Ramlethal as usual, but she was slowly catching up in terms of portion size. Elphelt reached down for her bag (with moderate difficulty) and grabbed around until her sausage fingers caught hold of it. She looked winded by the time she brought the bag up to the tabletop.

"I brought a little something else for you. Take a look." she said. Ramlethal stretched forward as far as her stuffed belly would let her, and grabbed the bag from elphelt. Inside was a pair of stretchy pants similar to Elphelt's neatly folded with a little box in the middle.

"They're called sweatpants. I figured you would want something more comfortable to wear than those." She said. Looking at Ramlethal's ill-fitting shorts, the zipper was now fully undone in the wake of her distended tummy. "The other thing is a box of chocolates. I don't think you've had anything sweet before, so think of it as an after-meal treat. Human's call them desserts."

"Why are they called desserts?"

"It's "stressed" spelled backwards, so you have them when you're feeling stressed out! I'm sure you'll like 'em, so I'll try to bring a wider variety for you next time." Elphelt struggled out of her chair and got up to leave. She leaned over to catch her breath for a second after the arduous task.

"Wait." Ramlethal called out to her sister.

"Yeah Rammy?"

"You can come by for dinners too...if you want."

Elphelt tilted her head a little and flashed Ramlethal a smile. "I'd love to!"