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Without waiting for you, Simeon dives in and starts to gluttonously devour everything. Wow! What an appetite he has! No wonder he's so huge. That thought brings you back to your own weight. Well, you might as well make the most of this oppurtunity. You dig in right alongside.
You quickly find your appetite warming to the task, and the pair of you are soon steaming through the dishes, mouthful for mouthful. You're quickly astonished at how much food you seem able to pack away, and fairly stunned when Simeon grins at you and starts to encourage you between mouthfuls. Even though the comments are therefore quite rare, you find that they, and being so close to such a massive eater as Simeon seems to be, help you pack away even more food. Boy, are you in for a gain!
It only seems like minutes later that the pair of you are scraping through the last few bowlfuls of ice cream and sticky toffee pudding. It's getting late; you're the last two in the restaurant. You gape at Simeon, seeing him properly for the first time during the meal. The previously obese turtle is now utterly vast, his belly round and swollen. He burps genteely and grins at you. "Boy, I needed that." His grin becomes mischevious. "Looks like you did, too."
A sudden heaviness washes over you, and you realise just how stuffed you are. Looking down, all you can see is your round gut, the brown skin taut, nearly bursting at the seams. The feeling forces a low moan from you, and you pat your belly to settle it. A wonderful warmth spread up from your belly, and you start to grin like an idiot. Simeon has a twin smile plastered on his face. "Feels good, doesn't it?" You nod.
When the pair of you have the energy, you haul yourselves up and waddle from the restaurant. It turns out that your place is much quicker to reach, and you companionably offer Simeon a bed for the night. He accepts readily, and soon you're both inside the (now quite cramped) confines of your home, sprawled torpidly on your sofa. Simeon smiles and gives your belly an expert pat. "Looks like you'll be making the weight grade easily tomorrow." he chuckles, "But I'd better watch out. A few more binges like that and I'll be too big."
Mention of the fight dispels your good cheer a little. You realise that you don't really want to fight Simeon now: you don't like fighting friends. And, even with that big meal to back you up, you suspect that there's no way that you could move Simeon if he didn't want you to.
Just then, you hear a rumble. You look around incredulously. Simeon is standing, looking sheepishly at his swollen belly. "Guess I shouldn't have skipped on those after dinner mints. You couldn't rustle up a snack, could you?" Good grief! You can't help but grin at this seemingly ever-hungry behemoth. "Help yourself." Simeon grins back and waddles towards the kitchen and the fridge. You turn back to your musings about the fight.
Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)