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Buffet Expert (Mini Story)
🕑 Added 2019-11-25 06:11:51 +0000 UTCIt was Saturday afternoon at the local buffet when an obese lady squeezed way through the front door. She was a young Asian woman who had to weigh as much as a small cow. Every part of her jiggled with fat. Her huge boobs were contained in a sweaty, food stained "Hello Kitty" t-shirt which failed to also contain her ponderous belly, which hung out fast her groin in a perpetually bloated state. Tight yoga pant hugged and displayed every curve on her wide ass and large thighs and wedged deep inside her cavernous crack.
"Boss, I have a bad feeling about her." A waiter said to the manager as the fat woman paid for her access to the buffet.
"Why? She looks just like every other fatass who comes in here."
"I think I've heard about her. She once closed down three buffets in one afternoon."
"Please. That sounds just like rumors. Beside, we have a two hour limit for customers. How much can she eat in that small amount of time."
It turned out she could eat a lot in that time. The entire restaurant watched in awe as she wolfed down mountains of food without pause. Every time she went to the buffet lines, she expertly managed to carry ten plates of food, each packed and piled with food, back to her table where it only took her ten to fifteen minutes to stuff it all down and go back for her next serving. She seemingly didn't care about enjoying or even tasting her meal, she only wanted to eat as much food as possible in her allotted time.
Eventually, her phone alarm rang. Her two hours were up. She immediately let out an echoing, almost thirty second long belch, almost as if she had been holding in her gas for the past two hours . She politely places a five dollar tip on the table and waddled out, leaving the buffet stripped of every crumb.
