Alice's Appetite - The Lobster Quadrille (Patreon)

From the top of the world, or the bottom according to your point of view, Alice and Ryou’s journey had continued to span thousands of miles by almost every form of modern consumer transportation possible. This became a greater and greater necessity of course as Alice’s weight only continued to creep ever higher with each passing month, limiting her own mobility in spite of her claims to the contrary.

“I think you’ve had enough.”

The bottle of white wine in Alice’s chubby palm shuddered as she slammed it onto the table with a thud as a jet of flame roared over the carefully seasoned lobster meat she had been preparing. Between the glugs she had poured into her pan and the ones she had poured down her throat, her face was positively flushed as she attempted to steady her balance as the train rattled on through the great Barossa Valley.

Wine tasting and seafood were a perfect match and she had more than a little taste of both.

“Awwww come’on Ryou-kun! Have a little drink with meeee!”

The fumes and flavor had gotten to her as she chugged another glass. Her chubby fingers were slicked with garlic butter as she scoped another hunk of lobster onto her plate, entirely forgoing her usual table manners in an effort to get more food into her mouth. This devolution of someone normally as refined and demure as Alice Nakiri was a side of her which Ryou had admittedly never seen before but was one that he didn’t mind staring at for the rest of the night.

“You’re doing it WRONG!”

His sudden shout had caught Alice off guard. The headband he normally only wore under the pressure of cooking the most intense dishes had found its way around his brow as he forced her onto the bed of their shared train carriage.

“R-ryou what are you?”

“THAT’S NOT HOW YOU SEDUCE A GUY! NOT WITH A BODY LIKE THIS!”

Without hesitation he grabbed armfuls of her flabby belly, easily lifting its hefty mass as though empowered with a bold new strength. Alice blushed even harder as he caressed the underside of her gut as he expertly undid her skirt around her flabby waist like he was separating dough from a bread tin

“YOU’RE SO BIG AND SOFT AND SEXY! I’M TIRED OF YOU TAKING ME ALL THIS WAY AROUND THE WORLD ONLY TO KEEP TEASING ME!  FOR YEARS I’VE PUT UP WITH THIS BUT THAT ENDS TODAY! I’M TAKING CHARGE OF THIS FLABBY BODY NOW!”

The shock had knocked some of her senses back into place as she caught the flowery fragrance of wine upon his breath. For the first time, their feelings were laid raw for each other to see, brought together by the savory, acidic tones of her cooking.

Now well aware of the situation she was facing, Alice was more determined than ever to prove which of them was still the master of the relationship as with a speed betraying her sheer size, she kept up and suckled his butter stained fingers and tasted her own fattening cooking slide down her own throat.

“You talk a big game, Ryou-kun. But let’s not forget just whose calling the shots.”

With a playful grin, she laboriously shuffled onto her side, knocking the plate of food to one side with a clatter as she hefted her own belly out of his grasp and gave him a look at her hungry, drooling lower lips.

“I heard they do things backwards down under,” Alice said in a naughty tone. “You’ll get no more food from me until you can satisfy my hunger first.”

Ryou tightened his headband.

They cooked together for the entire train ride.