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Someone likes... Donuts.

Suddenly you spot a donut shop, and figure, why not? You deserve a treat, and you already look like a donut, so it's not like it's going to impact your figure one way or the other. You think you've passed this store several times jogging, but never went in, despite being tempted. It always had a huge selection available on display, decorated for the season, and looking deliciously fresh and hot. Well, no better time to try one.

You walk in... or squeeze in, and look around, seeing the server behind the counter, a Corgi with blond hair pulled back in a pony tail. "Hello, welcome to..." she says as she turns to look at you. "Oh..." she says, cutting herself off as she sees you. "Yeah, yeah... I know, I'm huge..." you say, tired of the stares.

"Oh, no, I was just surprised to see you," she says, fidgeting with her hair and looking a bit embarrassed, "Usually you just jog by... I assumed you just didn't like... donuts! That you didn't like donuts." Her face turns a little red as she emphasizes donuts. You feel a little embarrassed yourself, as she seems to have actually taken note of you passing her store.

"Anyway... you must be here to try one so..." she pulls one out from behind the counter, and you can't help but notice it looks a bit different then the ones on display. Rather it is a huge one, easily thrice as big as the normal ones, but iced just as intricately... even more so, it looks like someone went all out on it. "Um... that's a bit different from the others." you say.

"Um... yeah, it's a... texas donut." she says looking a bit embarrassed, trying not to catch your eye and blushing a bit. A few moments reflection and you think that maybe this wasn't part of her regular sales, and perhaps this was something more... personal to her. "But... I can get you some regular ones... if that's what you want." she adds in, looking a little disappointed.

"Uh.. no, that's fine," you say, not wanting to hurt her feelings. "How much is it?" you ask, wondering how much a donut that big would cost. "Well... uh... it...." she mumbles a little, looking down.

"Excuse me?" you ask, not catching it. "It's on the house." she repeats, her face turning red as she turns away, taking a breath to compose herself before turning back. "It's a... first time customer thing." she says, but you notice her eye and ear twitch slightly, and you get the sense this is less of a customer thing and more of a 'I like you' thing. You are a bit flattered, given your battle against your weight, the idea of someone finding you attractive hadn't crossed your mind, but apparently someone seems interested.

"What's your name?" you ask, taking the donut.

"Uh... Beth." she says, fidgeting with her hair again.

"Well Beth, Thank you," you say, smiling, and she blushes again.

You walk out, and hear a slight sigh as you step out the door, and you catch her staring out after you before quickly turning to pretend she is working, and you are left wondering if she just checked out your butt. You bite into the donut, and feel a wave of pleasure, having denied yourself anything for so long, your unprepared for how good it tastes. You can't tell if that is it or if the donuts are just that good, but you find yourself relishing it. And you can't help but think that Beth has been hoping you would walk in. You wonder how many of these she made waiting, as it couldn't be a coincidence she had this ready. Either way, you think you may be paying this place a visit again.


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