Alice’s Appetite - Alice’s Evidence - 12/12 (Patreon)

Collab with DrBlackJack.

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Japan

Cruise ship buffets were at the mercy of one so well rounded as Alice Nakiri. She loved the fresh ocean air upon her enormous frame, each roll formed from a culinary adventure over the last year. The wide decks were a far better fit for her gargantuan frame compared to the tiny gaps of planes or the constant rush of airport traffic.

“Did you know that if your rolls spill into the isles, they put you on a ‘too fat to fly’ list? I had never even heard of such a thing!”

Her flabby jowls puffed into a pout, making the gargantuan girl look even fatter still as she regaled the tales of her ordeal back to Japan to her cousin. Erina Nakiri’s own multi-chinned face wobbled in sage acknowledgement.

“I know what you mean. We’ll have to have a discussion with the foreign travel minister on behalf of the school body and see what can be done. It has become an increasingly common request these days since I can’t very well adjudicate important cooking events unless I’m there in person and the chefs are actually present in the first place.”

Arm wobbling, she reached for her comparatively dainty handbag to withdraw her phone and scrolled the photo section with a chubby finger. Alice leaned in closer to see the screen, her gelatinous chest sagging over Erina’s folds. Each photo contained women of equally enormous stature as the two of them; friends and alumni of the prestigious school who had been tracking Alice’s little experiment over the year and had been inspired to do the same.

“Seriously, I was skeptical at first but the evidence is clear,” Erina continued as she placed her hands upon her belly. “There’s so much that we still have to learn about what really makes for good food that just wants you coming back for more.”

Soma’s restaurant would be the first of many to undergo Erina’s grand remodeling plan to accommodate the ‘plus sized’ diner, a demographic which was gradually sweeping japan by the month. If they wanted to capitalize on this new market they would have to be one step ahead of the curve or curves in this case as the girls’ total girth already threatened to overflow the largest of booths.

“Tasting has always been the key ingredient, my dear cousin,” Alice grinned back as she grabbed her own doughy gut for emphasis and heaved some of it onto the table with a clatter. “When you don’t just like food, you LOVE it and when you LOVE it…”

Alice licked her lips in anticipation of her own words.

“...you always SWALLOW.”

Her mischievous wink did not go unnoticed by Ryou who was hard at work in the back kitchen. He could feel his ears redden at the very implication of Alice’s words but would not dignify her with an outburst. He had grown used to her playful whims, her growing curves and her insatiable appetite and was counting himself lucky that at least he had Soma on his side to prepare a holiday feast to suit their partner’s tastes.

“So what do we end this course with?” Ryou wondered out loud as he drizzled melted cheese on Alice’s favourite meal.

“Something fattening, I suppose?” Soma smirked back as he lined Erina’s with bacon.

Between them both, they had created something that would see the Nakiri bloodline gifting go into overdrive from the first bite and spread several blocks wider. It was at Erina’s insistence that they test the quality of their restaurant’s furniture strength after all.

With the rumbling of titanic tummies in the distance, they would plate their offerings to their respective goddess and behold their creations with admiration.

They had fallen in love with women who had fallen in love with their food and that was all there was to it.