Back tracking.

In order to keep you from running off in the night looking for more food, Remy and Rodger are force to strap you down to a bed. Throughout he night you squirm and complain, but eventually fatigue wins over hunger and you fall asleep until the morning. Of course by now the self destructive obsession with food has turned you into quite a 'well ampled' specimen. The shirt hardly buttons and still you gut causes it to ride up on top, leaving it exposed. Not that you care at this point, your only concern is where breakfast is. Unfortunately you had already ate everything last night, so everyone gets a start without it.

Still, despite his gentlemanly demeanor, Remy proves quite a hunter, disappearing into the woods at some point, after which you and Rodger come across him some distance ahead, cooking up a pheasant and rabbit stew. There is just enough for one helping before you manage to devour the rest of the pot, despite Rodger trying to drag you out of it. Your little party moves slowly back the way you came, yourself waddling a little behind, your heavy legs not wanting to move as fast as they did yesterday. Until finally you get to the clearing where you left the house.

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