|
"Ray=out Revenge" “What are you talking about?” asked Talho angrily. She slammed her hands down on the table, causing the contents of the table as well as her breasts to jiggle a little. She looked at Stoner and Holland with fury in her eyes. She has just been informed that she won’t be on the ray=out cover for a long time due to complaints. Holland sighed as he watches Talho’s anger rise up. “Listen Talho,” he starts “I can understand that you’re angry with this.” “Oh no, Holland I’m not angry.” “You’re not?” he asked, surprised. “No Holland in fact,” she spoke softly as she crept up to his ear. “I’M FUCKING PISSED OFF!” she yelled into his ear, causing him to fall over. As he clutched his ear, Stoner lit a cigarette and looked at Talho. “Nonetheless, we can’t afford to make anyone more annoyed than they are.” He said as the wisps of smoke danced out of his mouth. “Why is that?” Talho asked. “Because, it’s obvious that we need the money from this, so we can’t risk selling less copies of ray=out than we publish.” Stoner rubbed out the headache he was having. “We’d go bankrupt and have to find different and lewd ways to make money.” Talho shuddered at the idea. She got up; pulling out the wedgie she had and left. Holland got up. “Where are you going?” he asked “I’m going for a walk and I’m taking Renton with me.” She answered quickly. “What! Why?” “At least he listens to me.” And with that, she stormed out the bridge. She stormed through the ship, looking for Renton. As she passed various members of Gekko-State on the way, they tried to ease her and calm her, already knowing of what had happened. “Hey Talho.” Matthieu said “Wanna help me organize my collection?” “Talho,” started Mischa “If you keep this up, you’ll have a stroke due to high blood pressure.” “Come on Talho,” stated Hap “this is nothing to get worked up about.’ She ignored the first two; she furiously kicked Hap in the crotch. She got to the hangar and looked around for Renton, being that he was usually here. She spotted him on top of the Nirvash, going over something on the computer. He didn’t notice that she was there. “Renton.” She called. He didn’t hear her. She yelled the second time “RENTON!” Renton looked up from his computer and did his little nervous dance, covering up something on the screen. He smiled reluctantly at her, knowing something bad was going to happen. Gidget had told him earlier that she was going to be the cover girl instead of Talho. He decided not to tell her, lest to add fuel to the fire. “Yes Ms. Talho?” he asked sounding a little nervous. Talho gave him a weird look. “What are you doing? Are you hiding something?” “No no no.” Renton said, shutting the laptop. “Was there something you needed?” “I’d like for you to come with me.” “Where?” “Anywhere, as long as it’s not here.” Renton looked at the Nirvash and stood up. “But I promised Eureka…” “Eureka this, Eureka that, that’s all anyone ever cares about.” She moaned as she walked off the ship. Renton knew that he had wanted to talk to Eureka about something, but decided that Talho needed some comforting after his rejection. “Wait up, Ms. Talho.” Renton called out, running after her. ************************************************************************ Back at the bridge, Holland and Stoner read letter after letter, shaking their heads from time to time. “Are these valid complaints?” Holland asked. “Afraid so. Especially with someone like Talho.” Stoner replied. The door opened at the top of the stairs on the bridge and Hap walked down the steps slowly, holding his damaged manhood. “What happened to you?” “Hell hath no fury like woman’s scorn.” He replied, sitting down next to Holland. “What are these?” “The complaints which made the woman have her fury.” Stoner said, chuckling a little. Hap frowned and picked up a letter and skimmed over it. His eyes widened when he finished. “This isn’t real, is it?” “Yeah.” Holland stated. “This is why Talho can’t be on ray=out for a while.” Hap shook his head as he read a letter aloud “Dear ray=out, Talho is too hot. She is distracting my boyfriend from the best thing in the world: ME! I demand she be banned from being on the covers anymore.” Hap stopped halfway through the letter. “So, the reason Talho can’t be on ray=out is because of jealous girls.” “Yeah,” Holland replied “pretty much. This one here I find funny because her grammar gets progressively worse the angrier she gets.” “Well, what are you going to do?” Stoner added, huffing on his cigarette. The three continued to discuss the craziness of the situation when Jobs walked in, clipboard in hand. “What’s up Jobs?” “Well…” he stopped mid-sentence, pushing his glasses up on his face. “I did a little research on these ‘complaints’” “And?” Holland asked. “You’re not going to believe this.” He started to tell the three of the origins of the complaints. They all listened as the truth came out. ************************************************************************ “I still don’t understand all of this!” Talho yelled as she stormed down the illuminated road. Renton sighed as he followed her through the night of the town. He had been listening to her complain for three full hours. She didn’t even stop to get a drink, like she normally did when she was irritated. “Well…” started Renton. “WELL WHAT?!” “You kinda are being a little selfish, Ms. Talho.” He said. He felt himself being hoisted into the air, looking into the eyes of what seemed to be a possessed Talho. “Listen to me you little punk, it was my time to shine, not anyone else’s. Got it. It was always me on the cover, and now all of this crap falls on my lap.” She huffed as she dropped him hard on the ground. She went off again. Renton got up and brushed himself off. “Why did I bother coming along?” he asked himself. “She’s being rude as well as…” he was cut off by screaming. The voice closely sounded like Talho’s, well because it was Talho that was screaming. Renton ran around the corner where she went and found three goons dressed in black wearing masks. One had grabbed Talho and held a knife to her throat. “Let her go!” Renton yelled. He remembered from the last time Talho was attacked that he shouldn’t go in head on. The goon didn’t say anything; they just held the knife even closer to Talho’s neck. Renton looked like he was about to attack when her captor motioned for something. Talho’s eyes widened. “Renton, look out!” She yelled. It was too late. Someone had snuck up on Renton and beamed him over the head with a two by four. He was out cold on the hard ground. Talho swore she saw blood coming out the back of his head. She called out his name again and again. He didn’t get up. “You bastards.” She yelled. “Let go of me.” “Not yet, our precious Talho.” The person said. Talho detected a female voice, rather than a male voice. “We have huge plans for you.” The girl knocked Talho unconscious and dragged her down the alley into a dark room, leaving Renton alone in the alley. ************************************************************************ “So, what you’re telling me is that these letters were written by the same person?” Holland asked Jobs. “There are actually four distinct styles of text, so it’d be four people writing all these letters.” He replied. “So I guess that means we’ll have to put Talho back on, huh?” Hap asked. “Actually, I’ve already got everything ready for Gidget’s shoot. She can wait till the next issue.” Stoner told him, laughing a little. The others join in but Holland stops mid-chuckle. “What’s up?” “Where were all these letter from Jobs?” “Umm…” Jobs flipped through his notes. “Ah! They were from Metlin area.” Holland’s eyes grew. “Hap?” “Yeah?” “Where are we?” “We’re in…” Hap stopped. “Metlin.” The four looked at each other and got up quickly to alert the ship of a potential threat. Hap stayed behind. “Come on, Holland. What’s the worst that could happen?” ************************************************************************ When she woke up, the first thing that came to Talho was the weird smell of where she was. There was a mix of grease and flour in the air. It hung heavily over her head. The second thing she noticed was that she couldn’t move. She looked down and saw that her arms and legs were strapped down to a wide chair with black belts. She struggled against them but could not free herself. She looked around in a panicked state and yelled out. “Someone help me!” “No help today, Talho.” A voice from behind her said. Talho remembered the voice from earlier and recalled what had happened in the alley. “Who are you? Let me go! What happened to Renton?” she asked in a very pissed off way. “Temper temper, Talho. Well, I guess we can answer your questions, in order of course.” Four girls came into Talho’s sight from behind her and stared down at her. “To begin, I am Ms. Pink.” She pointed to herself as she donned a pink dress. She pointed to the other three who names were also colors and they donned a dress according to their color. There was Ms. Green, a tall blonde girl. Ms. Blue, a shorter girl with black hair. Finally, there was Ms. Purple whose only distinct feature was that she was a redhead. “Secondly, your friend is fine. Well, not really. He’s still out, but we moved him so that no one would figure out where you are.” Talho gulped as she looked at the four girls. “So, what are you going to do with me?” she asked. The girls laughed and Ms. Pink slowly walked up to her. “You see Talho; all four of us didn’t know each other till not to long ago. In fact, we know nothing about each other. We do have one thing in common: WE HATE YOU!” “What?” “You see, due to all the magazine covers you’re on and such, our boyfriends have become more attached to you than to us. We decided to get you off the cover by sending in those ‘complaints’ but who’s to say that worked. “That was you?” Talho yelled “when I get out of here, I’m going to rip your little bitch heads off!” “Guess it did work.” Ms. Pink chuckled. “But still, you come here and parade yourself through the streets, drawing even more attention to yourself despite our best efforts for things not to get messy.” “Messy?” Talho asked worried. “We were going to extract revenge upon you,” started Ms. Green. “But then we collaborated on what would be the best way of punishing you.” Ms. Pink finished. She pinched Talho’s cheek and cackled. “So now, we’re going to steal your beauty.” “What? How!?” Talho inquired. She was starting to get concerned. “Glad you asked.” said Ms. Pink. “You see, all women have one thing in common and that is pride. We maintain our beauty and good looks through many ways. But, if our appearance is off, then we become ashamed of ourselves. Right?” The other ladies agreed with her and even Talho was nodding her head along with the psychotic leader. “There are multiple ways of doing so: cutting ones face, not having enough makeup, getting old. You get the idea. But all those things heal. There is but one thing that all women dread.” Ms. Pink Walked behind Talho’s chair and spun it around, facing away from the ladies. “And that is getting fat.” Talho’s eyes grew huge when Pink finished spinning her. What was before her was at least a dozen long tables full to the brim of food. The smell became clear now as each table had different things on it. It was arranged from fatty foods to desserts back to fatty foods and desserts again. Talho gulped and started to cry a little when she figured out what was in store for her. “Oh no!” Talho cried out. “Please, not that!” “Yes, that.” Ms. Pink said seductively. “This is how its gonna work. We’re going to stuff all this down your pretty throat until you can’t walk. Not only will you never be on ray=out again, or attract attention to our boyfriends, but you’ll never want to come out again.” “You’ll be as big as an elephant!” cried Ms. Green “You’ll be as fat as a pig!” yelled Ms. Blue. “You’ll be a little, no, huge whale!” cackled Ms. Purple. “You can’t do this to me!” Talho yelled as she furthered struggled against her restraints. “Anything but this!” “Too bad.” Ms. Pink said as she pushed Talho’s chair to the first table. It was full of the fatty foods that smelled of grease and butter. Talho gazed at the long table. From what she could see, there was everything from burgers and fries to Mexican foods to pizzas and more. She guessed that the table was at least five feet long. “Green, get behind her. Blue, stay on lookout. Purple, hold the food while I shove it down her gullet.” Talho heard the amass of steps that were going o behind her. She saw Ms. Purple come into view. The two devilish women decided to go with a plate of cheeseburgers first. Talho estimated that there were about thirty burgers on the plate. Purple hoisted it up and walked over to Talho with a devilish grin on her face. “Please, don’t do this. I beg you.” Talho pleaded, as she lurched forward. Pink shook her head and grabbed the first burger. “Come on Talho, it’s yummy.” Talho could see the grease of the burger dripping off the side. She turned her head as Pink pushed it in her face. “Guess we have to do this the hard way. Green.” “Right.” Talho felt a pair of hands on her face. Green pushed her face so that she was looking right at Pink and Purple. Talho refused to open her mouth. “Alright then.” She heard from behind her. All of a sudden she couldn’t breath. Green had clamped her nose shut with a close pin to force her mouth open. After a minute, Talho couldn’t take it and opened her mouth to breath. She felt the first burger being trusted into her mouth. She knew that she had to chew or else she’d suffocate. She chewed furiously as to get air. When she consumed the first burger, she gasped for air only to be met by another burger. The cycle repeated itself until the first plate of burgers was done. Talho felt a small bulge in her stomach. “Please stop, I’m full.” “No you’re not.” Green said in an evil tone, pinching Talho’s grease covered cheeks. “No mercy tonight. Eat or die, Talho. Eat or die.” Ms. Pink said as she started to cackle insanely, as any evil blonde woman would do. Ms. Purple was walking up with another plate of burgers. God help me Talho thought to herself as Pink started to shove them into her mouth two at a time. ************************************************************************ It took the two girls almost two hours to shove all the food on the table down Talho’s throat. Everything from tacos, to chicken, and even some sushi rolls were thrown into the vastness of Talho’s stomach. Ms. Green removed the close pin from her nose and giggled with the others. Talho looked down and examined her body. How’d I get this big so quick? She thought. Her stomach had grown at least an inch along with her thighs and ass, stretching her small pants to a limit. Her breast had gone up a cup size as well, doing the same number on her petite top. He struggled with her restraints again, seeing that her arms and legs were covered in a small, but noticeable layer of fat. She started to cry as she looked at her new body, feeling the tears run down her plump cheeks. She also felt the grease that covered the area around her mouth and parts of her cheeks. Pink had walked away and came back with a funnel. Talho’s eyes pleaded with the insane girl. “Please...stop!” Talho begged. “I understand.” “I don’t think you do.” She scolded. “I can’t…please no more.” “More? You want more.” Pink said as she shoved the funnel into her mouth. “You can have more in a second. We’ll give you dessert, but here’s something to wash dinner down with.” Pink held the funnel in place and called over Blue and Green. They appeared in front of Talho holding a few two liters of soda in their hands. Talho tried to push back in her chair, but failed to do so, since her new weight made it more of a challenge to move. The girls uncorked the sodas and started to pour them down her throat. Pink poked Talho’s stomach as she heard the carbon from the drinks fizz in it. “Yep.” She said poking her stomach. “You have yet to experience the wonders of the rest of the food we made for you.” Mid way through the guzzling, Talho heard a loud pop and a small sense of relief. She figured that the button on her pants must have blown off from the immense pressure of her stomach. When they were done with the drinks, they pushed Talho over to the desserts table and started the process again, only to switch roles. Pink was behind Talho with the close pin, Blue was the assistant, Green was the lookout, and Purple was the feeder. Blue cut up a large three layer chocolate cake and handed slice by slice to Purple, who then forced it into Talho’s mouth. Like before, it took the girls two more hours feed Talho all the desserts that were on the table. And also like before, they got a funnel and forced Talho to drink. This time it was a couple of gallons of milk. They didn’t even give her a chance to look at the new changes of her body. When they were done, Pink wiped off Talho’s mouth with a handkerchief, getting the milk that was dribbling down the sides of her face. “Any last words before we start again?” “Holland…” she started quietly. She yelled out. “IF ANYONE CAN HEAR ME, HELP!” she yelled, only to be met by a donut. “Be a good cover girl and eat quietly, lest you choke.” Pink sneered. The girls changed positions and began on the dinner course again. ************************************************************************ “Did you find her yet?” Holland asked through his radio. Renton and Talho had been missing for a few hours, and even with the entire team looking for them, they have yet to be found. Holland told everyone that the two were in danger and needed to be found as soon as possible. He left out the part about the rabid fan girls. “Nothing.” Hilda said on the other end. “We’ve looked everywhere for her in the 808 and couldn’t find a thing.” “What about Renton?” “Sorry, nothing.” Holland grumbled and switched frequencies on the radio. “What about you, Eureka? Have you found either one of them yet?” “No,” she said sadly. She was really worried about Renton. She looked over at the empty seat and sighed. “I’ll keep looking, though.” “Shit!” Holland cursed to himself loudly, some of which are to profane to list. He kicked a chair and huffed as he went into his room. Hap, Stoner and Jobs followed him down the corridor into his quarters, where he was assembling his automatic. “Hey, calm down for a second!” Jobs said calmly, trying to ease Holland into a peaceful state. “We don’t know if they got lost or anything like that.” “Yeah, knowing Talho, she got drunk at a bar. Renton’s probably carrying her back to the ship.” Hap chuckled. He was grabbed by the collar by Holland. “This is not a laughing matter. Talho and Renton are missing in a town. We got threats from the same town. I’m not going to shrug this off.” “Listen leader, “Stoner started “We all need to collect ourselves until we find something that will lead us to a positive and definite answer.” Holland looked at the three and let go of Hap. “You’re right, but I’m still aggravated.” The four were silent until they heard a loud screeching from outside. They looked out the window to see the 606’s orange paint reflected in the moonlight. Matthieu was waving from the outside yelling. “Hey Holland, we found Renton!” Holland heard this and ran all the way back to the hangar and down the launch pad. He saw Moondoggie hauling Renton up out of the cockpit. “Where’d you find him?” Holland asked with a tone of hope in his voice. “Found him in the park.” Doggie replied as he struggled with Renton’s inanimate body. Matthieu grabbed his legs and assisted Moondoggie with carrying Renton to the med bay. “What’s wrong with him?” “Besides being unconscious?” Matthieu had asked only to receive a domineering look from Holland. “He was hit on the back on the head with something, and it looks like he was bleeding. He probably has a concussion.” “Don’t worry, we’ll have Mischa look at him.” Moondoogie said. “I’m not worried about Renton, I’m worried about…” “Yeah, we know. “Matthieu interrupted. “Listen, we looked all over the park, seeing that she wouldn’t be too far off from him, but we found nothing.” Holland looked at the ground in anger and pain. Hap passed the two as they went up the launch pad. He went over to Holland. “Listen, we’ll find her, and you’ll be relieved to know she’s okay.” Holland said nothing. “It’s almost 1 in the morning. We can’t do anything else; you should call it a night and get some rest.” Holland looked up at Hap with a tear in his eye. “As much as I hate to say it, you might be right. “Holland went back to the bridge to relay the message of Renton’s discovery and for everyone to come back until the morning. Holland sighed heavily as he looked out the window. “Where are you Talho?” He asked himself before going to his quarters. ************************************************************************ “Come on fatty.” Green insulted as she held up a plate of hot chocolate chip cookies. “You can do it, only two more desserts.” Talho groaned as cookie after cookie was pushed into her mouth, whimpering in her mind every time she gulped one down. He shot a quick glance out a small window and noticed the small brightness that was pouring through it, indicating morning was on its way. After she was done, eating all the cookies, she licked her lips, feeling the combination of sugar, glaze and fat around her mouth. He looked down as her captors prepared her final dish: a huge three layer rich chocolate cake. She saw how drastically her body changed in the course of a few hours. Her arms took in a good amount, coating them in a fair layer of fat. Her stomach and breasts took up most of the calories that went into her. She noticed, over her now ample sized breast, that her stomach was nearing the edge of her knees. Her ass had filled up the three foot wide seat she was strapped to, and her thighs pushed into each other with the rest of her legs. Her regular clothes had torn at the seams right after the 4th table, causing the girls to laugh and jest even more, and causing her underwear to stretch to its limits. Tears rolled down her big cheeks as she felt her double chin rub against her thick neck. The psycho ladies heard her cry and just laughed as they did throughout the night. All four were in front of her as they prepared to serve her the final course. Pink whispered something into Blue’s ear and she went off, only leaving three to finish the job. Pink walked up as her role was the leader. “Don’t worry Talho; we’ll let you go after you finish your cake and milk.” Pink said as she pinched Talho’s fat cheek hard, jerking it from side to side. Her body followed the motion and made a ripple effect on her skin. “Looks like someone’s turned into a wave machine.” She nodded at Purple and Green, and they both started to shove the chocolate cake down her throat, barely giving her time to breath without the nose pin. She felt as the gooey and sticky slices fell down her throat, enlarging her stomach even further. As they continued, Talho practically see herself rise with fat, as she grew bigger and softer. After ten minutes, the girls were done stuffing Talho and grabbed the funnel for the last time, as they poured 4 2-gallon jugs of cold milk, down her gullet again. She felt a headache come on like the previous times and this time, due her being stuffed so badly, she could feel milk running out her nose, leaving a cold trail of white liquid on her face. As soon as they finished, Talho heard something snap and felt a huge sense of relief. “Wow, you got so fat, you broke out of your bonds.” Green said, cackling. “You really are huge, now…” Purple started as she went to Talho’s side, hoisting her up. “What are you doing to me now?!” she yelled in a panic. “We need to see how much our pig weighs in at.” Green said as they made Talho waddle to a scale next to the wall. She stepped on it reluctantly and tried to look over her stomach at the digital numbers. The two girls laughed when they saw it. “Wow, 490.” “Almost 500.” “We can fix that.” They started for the back door when Pink stopped them. “No, this was all we were going to do.” She ordered as they halted in their tracks. “Besides, he’s here.” The girls drug Talho back to the chair and found some new restraints to put on her for the time being. They then went to hover around the door, waiting for someone. The door opened and they all started to play little miss innocent. “Hi Shaun.” They all said in unison. A tall young man walked through the door and starred at the four. “So, what did you want? It’s early.” “We have a surprise for you!” Pink said, dragging him over to Talho. Talho looked into his shocked eyes as he stood before her, mouth agape. “We did this for you.” Pink started. “So you’ll accept us.” Blue commented. “And leave fat cover girls in the dust.” Green sneered. “What do you say? Do you like it?” Shaun starred into Talho’s eyes and sighed. He turned around and walked up to the girls. ************************************************************************ “I am so sorry this had to happen to you.” Shaun said as he helped Talho out of the chair. Talho looked over his shoulder at the battered and bruised prep squad that had tortured her throughout the night. “It’s not your fault, kid.” She said, shaking her head, her body doing the same ripple effect. “People need to learn you can’t force love upon someone.” “I know, but still…” he started, looking at the four. He turned around with a huge smile on his face. “You’re Talho Yuki, though.” “So?” “I love you. I’m a huge fan of yours. Could I hug you? Can I get your autograph?” Truly, otaku mode turned on in him. “What about this?” Talho asked, grabbing her new stomach, shaking it up and down. “Two things. 1. I don’t care and 2. I like big girls.” Talho smiled at him and gave him a hug as he requested. As soon as she let go, his nose started to bleed and he fell over. “I can die happy now.” “So, now what?” she asked. “I can’t go outside in my underwear, especially looking like this.” “I’ll be more than happy to take you back to the Gekko.” Shaun said, taking off his large trench coat and handing it to her. She took it, wrapping her huge body in it and holding it tight. “Come on, it’s still early and barely anyone is up.” He led her up the stairs with some effort and to hi car, where it creaked under the weight. He followed her instructions and eventually landed back at the Gekko. Talho sighed as she saw her reflection in the window. “I wonder how Holland will take this.” She said to herself. Turns out, Holland did not take it well, since he believed that it was Shaun who did it to Talho. Granted, he was struck with shock as much as he was when he first saw her. It took five minutes of explaining to calm him down. “I knew something like this would happen.” He yelled. “I’m very sorry that this all happened. I could tell you where to find those girls, though.” Holland’s scowling face turned into a smiling one when he heard this. The two talked for a while, discussing a plan. ************************************************************************ The stories were everywhere on how four girls in Metlin were found tied to lampposts, naked with foul words written on their bodies with red marker. It was humiliating for all four girls to say the least. “Sure, they get to be in their birthday suits and I get force fed.” Talho complained as she turned off the news. She lay back on the newly formatted bed that the crew put together. When Talho came back, 350 pounds bigger and in her underwear, the crew was speechless. They eventually got over it and decided to help her out in any way they could. Hilda took her new measurements for new clothes and for Jobs so he could reformat the ship. He had finished readjusting the pilot’s seat and the doors in the ship so Talho wouldn’t get stuck, which is what happened when she first got back. It took the crew nearly ten minutes to get her unstuck. She looked down her body, to where her toes used to be, now replaced by a view of her stomach, as it poked out of the extra large T-shirt given to her by Holland. She pulled up the pajama bottoms she had on up her stomach, but they still slid off. “Why did this have to happen to me?” she grumbled as she stared at the ceiling. She heard a faint knocking on the door and allowed whoever it was to come in. She tried to pick herself up into a sitting position, but found herself stuck. “Let me help you, Ms. Talho.” Renton said as he entered, putting down his laptop. He helped her up into a sitting position. He breaths heavily and looks at him. “So, what did you want?” she asked. She didn’t know why he would bring his laptop with him too. “Well…I wanted to say you shouldn’t be sad Ms. Talho.” “What?! How can you say that, I’m fucking huge!” she yelled, slapping her stomach. She stretched out her huge legs, and let her stomach fall in between the gap. She leaned forward to get into his face. “Why would you say that?” she asked. “Because, you’re still Talho. Who cares what you look like? You’ve always been a kind person, a little loud at times, but you still have a good heart and are a caring person. No one should ever worry about what they look like. You’re already a beautiful person, Ms. Talho.” Renton said looking into her eyes. “Who cares if you’re fat?” Talho’s eyes welded with tears as she listened to what he said. “Who would ever love me now? No one loves fat woman!” “For starters, Holland loves you, we all love you. And secondly…” Renton grabbed his computer and opened it up, booting up the internet. “What are you doing?” “Look at this,” Renton clicked on something and a page full out big woman popped up, each different with a different pose. “People admire bountiful woman from afar, they just don’t admit it.” “Are you serious?” Talho asked in disbelief. “How would you know this?” “Because I count as one of those people.” Renton said, blushing. Talho realized that this was what he was looking at the day she dragged him out. The same day of the incident. She also remembered something he said. “So, was this what you wanted to talk to Eureka about?” he nodded slowly. “Well…” Talho started. “Don’t do it so quickly. I’d open up slowly, like make her a cake.” Renton looked up at Talho. “You’re…giving me advice?” “Renton…you’re right. I know that this isn’t all too good, but what matters is who I am, not what I am. Maybe I should have stopped being a cover girl, but that’s in the past now.” “So, will you be alright?” “Yeah, I guess so.” Talho said smiling. “Thanks Renton.” “Uhh...Ms. Talho?” “Yeah?” “Could I ask you a favor?” “Sure.” Renton leaned forward and whispered something into Talho’s ear. Talho smiled and giggled a little, but eventually nodded. Renton eagerly put down the computer and nuzzled his face into Talho’s stomach, holding it in his arms. Renton could feel her breathing and the vast warmness of her stomach. She rubbed his head as he rubbed his cheeks on her stomach. He got up after five minutes, his as red as his jacket. “Thanks. Thanks a lot!” “Any time you want to do that again, just let me know.” Renton passed out at the thought and lay on her floor, twitching a little. She smiled and struggled to get up, waddling out the door. She decided to get something to eat from the kitchen. As she entered, she noticed Holland and Hilda talking to each other. “You okay Talho?” Hilda asked. “Yeah, just hungry.” “Hungry?” Holland queried. “You start eating, you’ll get bigger.” Hilda commented “Yeah, but I’ll be okay with that.” “You’re not pissed off about this anymore.” Holland said in surprised. “Well, I’m still annoyed, but I think I can handle it, she said, bending over, showing her ample butt and thighs to the two. She grabbed a big sandwich and started to chow down. Hap walked by her and sighed. “I guess we gotta redistribute more funds.” He got a swift punch in the crotch. ************************************************************************ “Eureka?” “Yes Renton?” “I…uh…” “What is it?” Renton looked at Eureka nervously. He was going to tell her of his passions, he decided to save it until another time. “I made you this cake!” He said, holding out a cake in front of him. It was similar to the final cake Talho had eaten. In fact, it was the same one. Talho had told him what to do and he baked it to perfection. Eureka took the fork that was on the plate and dug into it. “Rhentuon...” she said, mouth full of cake. She swallowed what was in her mouth before she spoke again. “This is the best cake I’ve ever had.” She continued to dig into it as Renton held it out in front of him. The images of himself caressing a plump and heavy set Eureka flooded his mind. He snapped back into reality and watched her chow down. In time he thought to himself In time. ************************************************************************ So, in the end, Talho kept up her regular tasks, only with extra weight. She finally broke 500 and now weighs 510. Mischa monitored her diet so she’d be healthy and overweight. Renton finally told Eureka of his fetish, which Eureka was fine with. Even though she didn’t understand the full grasps of it yet, she has yet to turn down Renton’s delicious cooking. Gidget was still the cover girl for a good few months after the whole incident. Ray=out sold a lot more issues, but several months later, during a stay at Marpa; Moondoggie looks down at a bunch of papers on the table in the bridge as Stoner, Holland and a wedged in Talho sit around them. “Has anyone seen Gidget? She’s not back yet.” But that’s another story.
|