Down at the Flipside GrillAna swore the restaurant was top notch, so that's the only reason I went. Honest. I just wanted to know if all the rumors were true. You can sit there and speculate all you want, Reader, but when everyone you know tells you that the "Flipside Grill" will "change your life," you'd have to be a fool not to check it out. And alright, maybe not everyone I know told me about the Grill, but those who did would not shut up about it. It's not often that an exciting novelty pops up in my tiny New English town, so you can keep your comments to yourself when I say I was more than a little excited to check the place out.
Who am I, exactly? I guess I can give you a quick answer to that before we continue the story. My name's Trevor. I'm a college freshman, I'm single, and I'm (according to Ana) way too stressed out. Our trip to the Flipside Grill was meant to be a last hurrah before finals because Ana knew that as soon as Monday arrived, all I'd have time for was textbooks.
We drove Ana's car off c
Andrea's Roommate (Chapter 15)Andrea was lazily napping away her entire Sunday, her body still exhausted from the previous day’s workout. In her mind, it was a day of rest, so it was okay for her to take a day off… Plus, weren’t workouts like, something you had to slide into? You can’t just go full force after years of not working out on a regular schedule, right? While Andrea’s reasoning was… Less than flawless, it was reason enough for her to spend the whole day attached the couch, slipping in and out of lethargic bliss. That is, until her roommate got home.
With the delicateness of a stampeding rhino, Kate busted open the door, shocking Andrea fully awake for the first time since she had retired to the couch. “Yo, I brought pizza.” Kate said lazily as she shambled into the room. It was almost 9 PM and poor Kate was completely wiped. Nothing sounded better than going to her room and falling asleep, especially since t
Prince's Wish - 1 of 3Prince's Wish (1/3)
AN: This story contains: weight gain of the male variety and stuffing.
You can't deal with that? Have you met mister [x] at the corner of the screen? He will show you the exit
"More!" the cook commanded and more food was shoved down the funnel that was in Saki's mouth and down his throat.
This was already the fifth big dinner session, but he still felt like bursting as more food stretched his stomach. His belly bloated up in front of him, heavy with all sorts of meals and fattening desserts. Slow circles were rubbed on the stretched and taunt skin to help ease the pain as much as possible, but it was no helping, considered by how fast the food went down the funnel.
He groaned as his stomach grew yet rounder again. But maybe in a few weeks it would all be better. After all he was chosen by the prince and this all was an honour.
Three weeks later the new roundness in front of him felt better. It was still strange