One swollen step at a time.

You run for it. Well, you want to, but the reality is you have a long way before running is one of your options. You waddle slowly out the library, having to force your legs and sway your arms, your body wobbling like pudding from side to side. Even with the tray, your stomach bounces ahead of you, your arms forced outwards and up upon your chest rolls, so you look like you've been on a water pump and over inflated. Your vision is even obscured by the flab ahead of you, while your peripheral vision is blocked by cheeks that billow outward. In all you look more like a furry parade balloon filling most of the halls walkway.

And you hate to say it, but your getting hungry again. your digesting the huge meal, which with all the previous ones has gotten you spoiled on feasts. Now that your digesting, your body growing with each gurgle, it craves for that void to be filled. But you can't think of that now, you need to get out, lumbering as fast as you can in the direction of the front entrance. You have to take rests every few moments, but you tell yourself you need to burn as many calories as you can, as well as get yourself out the castle and away from the source of many calories to come.

Finally, you see the foyer at the end of the hall, and let on a little burst of speed, though by all observable means, it is minute. Halfway there, you are halted by something. You smell the familiar scent of food, and look to one side, through the door of the dining room, and see the table laid with thousands of dishes. There is a note on the door:

'Master, off to Japan for rice, please enjoy yourself and I will return shortly. -Angela'

Your mouth waters in spite of yourself, and your rebellious stomach rumbles. But you need to leave, every moment you say here is a risk Angela will come back... And yet you are now starving, and you do need to get through the forest and back to the village. Maybe you should... just fill up the tank?

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