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Candy Crush - Part 10
🕑 Added 2021-08-02 15:00:05 +0000 UTC“Fujiko, can you hurry it up?” Tamiko fumed. The two sweet shop employees were walking through the moderately busy downtown area. Well one was walking, the other was waddling…slowly.
*Huff huff* “Can we just take a short break?” Fujiko asked. This was only the second time Fujiko had asked to take a break since they left the office 5 minutes ago. Fujiko was a much different girl from her youth when she used to zip up and down these streets. The older, plumper, Fujiko now struggled just going a few blocks to get lunch. It certainly had to do with her explosive thighs, which rubbed back and forth with each small step. The amount of effort it took to lug such massive legs around, together they probably weighed almost as much as Tamiko, especially if you included Fujiko’s rear.
“No, we are not taking another break. Fujiko, aren’t you hungry for lunch? Each time we take a break it delays lunch that much more.” Tamiko tried to reason with her. Tamiko’s words didn’t help though, and Fujiko had stopped her slow lumbering to catch her breath. “Fujiko, I can see the restaurant from here. Come on, get your fat ass in gear!” Tamiko marched off without her companion, knowing she would follow.
By the time they reached the restaurant, Fujiko had started to perspire. All she wanted to do was get a seat and a glass of ice water. They got a table along the front window which had a bench seat running along the length of it, which was perfect for Fujiko, since regular seats were starting to become a bit of a problem for the bottom heavy girl. Tamiko sat next to her, feeling the warmth radiating from her friend's hips and waist.
Someone came by to take their order and Tamiko did the honors. “I’ll have an iced tea, and she’ll start with the strawberry bubble tea.” The waiter wrote it down and walked away.
“But I wanted water…” Fujiko admitted.
“You love bubble tea Fujiko, strawberry is one of your favorites. I will get you a mango one when you’re finished, I know you like that flavor too.” Tamiko told her, obviously not really listening to what Fujiko wanted and just looking at the menu. “Oh look Fujiko, they have a soup dumpling challenge. 100 soup dumplings in 30 minutes and your meal is free.”
“Oh I don’t know Tamiko, I don’t think I could handle that.” Fujiko weakly tried to share her opinion.
“Sure you can, you’re queen of the sweets world Fujiko.” Tamiko said with some peppy hype.
“But…” Fujiko wanted to stand up for herself, but failed to do so.
“Fujiko, you’re trying it, that's that. Plus it will be great advertising for the business.” Tamiko stated, patting Fujiko’s exposed fleshy thigh while keeping her eyes on the menu curious what else they had. Just then the waiter dropped off their drinks, and Tamiko informed him that Fujiko would be trying the 100 dumpling challenge. Fujiko felt so small in her seat, despite the fact that her ass was taking up more than double the space of Tamiko’s.
Tamiko made sure to get a picture of Fujiko enjoying her bubble tea to post online, informing the masses of the soon to be challenge that was about to happen. Not long after, steamer baskets started to arrive at the table, and they made sure to record Fujiko’s starting time. A few people in the restaurant noticed what was happening and started to focus their attention on Fujiko. They even started to whisper. “Is that the girl from the billboards? My brother has such a crush on her.”
Fujiko only focused on the task at hand though, and that was eating as many soup dumplings as she could. Thankfully she really liked soup dumplings, and they were a welcomed savory contrast to her normally sweet filled diet. As basket after basket emptied, she felt her stomach start to fill and spill even more into her lap. Plus she could tell she was attracting even more attention, as more on looker eyeballs drifted her way.
Halfway through Fujiko started to feel full. “Tamiko, I don’t know if I can do this.”
“You’re doing great Fujiko, keep going!” Her companion cheered, less than supportive to her friend's plight. Just then they heard a knock on the window behind them. It was a fan, wearing one of the colorful Sanji Sweet Shop shirts they sold in the store. They were jumping and waving. Tamiko was thrilled her social post had gotten some attention. Fujiko on the other hand wished to just finish her meal in peace.
The final round of soup dumplings arrived at the table, Fujiko only had about twenty left. On her third bubble tea, she could see the finish line in sight, but had more doubts now than ever she could finish this herculean task. The crowd outside had begun to grow, as Tamiko kept them apprised at how well Fujiko was doing through the glass. What Fujiko didn’t notice was that since she was sitting right up against the glass, her massive rear was on display for all her fans to see. Barely covered by her outfit, sweet shop fans were getting a rare opportunity to see the large spokesmodel up close and personal.
The last few dumplings were a total challenge, but Fujiko knew Tamiko wouldn’t let her come up empty, especially not with all these fans watching and the entire restaurant enraptured by her feat. Even out to lunch Fujiko represented Sanji’s Sweet Shop, so she had to live up to her marketing personality, which subconsciously she was unaware had transformed from cute curvy school girl, to voluptuous and revealing over eater.
She lived up to the brand today though, the only question left was, how was she ever going to walk back to the office now that she was this full?
