Meal 8


	"I'm back," Jasper called as he entered the mansion.  "It is a mess out there.  The bridge is out and just looking around it looks like the city was the middle of a warzone."

	"Well hopefully everyone was some place safe before the quake," Rex said greeting Jasper at the front door.  "But a disaster like this isn't  going to be without tons of casualties.  We can only be thankful that we were all safe here when it hit."

	"Yeah," agreed Jasper.  "Brian and I would have been home and who knows what condition our place is in now.  Speaking of, where is he?"

	"He's in the bathroom," Rex explained.  "He's a rather nervous eater with a just as nervous stomach and those don't make a good combination if you get what I'm saying."

	"Well, point me in his direction," Jasper said.  "I have something important to tell him."

	"You do?" asked Rex innocently.  "What is it?"

	"It's something I've wanted to ask him forever now," Jasper explained excitedly.  "I love him and want to spend the rest of my life with him.  I want to ask for his hand in marriage and I don't care if the mood is perfect or not.  Life is too short and unpredictable so I don't want to drag my feet any longer."

	"That's wonderful to hear," Rex cheered and hugged Jasper.  "But..."

	"But what?" asked Jasper.

	"I don't think you should say so right now," Rex told him.  "Think about it.  You propose after an earthquake.  I'm sure he's just as shaken up by it as you and he'll undoubtedly say 'yes' however, what about after you both calm down?  What if he thinks you only proposed to him because of the anxiety of the situation.  Rather than true love he'll think it was a spur of the moment decision and put your whole relationship into question."

	"You're just overthinking things," Jasper said getting nervous.  "I love him and he loves me."

	"I'm sure that's true, but once this whole matter calms down then you can do it right," he advised.

	"I guess you have a point," Jasper admitted.  "Oh, but now I'm so tense just thinking about it."

	"Well, what do you usually do when you are stressed?" asked Rex.  "Whatever you need you are welcomed to it."

	"You wouldn't happen to have a gym?" asked Jasper.

	Smiling, Rex pointed the way.  "Go down that hall and it's the second door on your right.  You'll go down the stairs and there's a gym with everything you'll need."

	"Thanks," Jasper said.  "When you see Brian, can you ask him to waddle his fat ass down to see me?"

	"I'll point him in your direction," promised Rex as he watched Jasper walk towards the gym.  "This is almost too easy."

	"What's too easy?" asked Brian walking in a minute later scratching his rear.

	"I trust your bathroom time took a load off your mind as well as your rear," joked Rex.

	"Heheh, yeah," chuckled Brian.  "Just don't go in there.  Being this large is synonymous with wrecking toilets.  Now what were you talking about?"

	"Those collars I'm making for you and Jasper," he answered.  "I'll have them done for both of you tonight easy.  Also, speaking of Jasper, he just got back here."

	"Oh, where is he?" asked Brian excitedly.  "I want to give him every chance to pop the question."

	"He wanted a place to work out and so I pointed him to my gym," Rex answered.  "But he said he wanted to be alone for a bit and to tell you to stuff yourself like a pig for him later."

	"He did?" asked Brian.  "Well he does like me fat, but I'm sure he wouldn't mind me seeing him for just a bit."

	"I'll take you over to him then," Rex said.  "But what if he plans to pop the question to you tonight?  And then he plans to rock that big fat bod of yours till the sun comes up."

	"Oh, that's what he wants to do?" asked Brian his heart racing after hearing that and his erection poking out, but hidden under his gut.  "Then going down to see him now might not be a good idea.  It might mess things up.  He's trying to prepare to ask me the question and disturbing him might make him hesitate."

	"Don't be paranoid," Rex said.  "I'm certain he would love to see that big fat figure of yours.  So come with me and I'll try and squeeze that ass of yours down the stairs."

	"Actually, just to be safe I'll see Jasper later," Brian replied.  "Just lead me to the nearest kitchen and bring on the food."

	"If that's what you want, come with me," Rex told him.  "Is deep fried okay?"

	"That'll be perfect," drooled Brian.  "Take me over there."

	"Jasper sure is a lucky one," commented Rex as he lead Brian to the kitchen.  "I don't know too many who would turn themselves into a big fat plaything for someone else."

	"He did it to help me and I'm happier than I've ever been," Brian explained.  "It was the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me."

	"And he did it all with no strings attached?" asked Rex.

	"What are you talking about?" asked Brian.  "There wasn't any alternate reason he did this."

	"Well, he does love you being big and fat, but did he do it because he wanted you to be happy or because it was a way he could control you and make you into a toy for him to play with?"

	"I don't know what you're on, but don't you talk about Jasper like that again," snapped Brian.  "He loves me!  I'm not just some fat toy for him to fuck!"

	"Sorry," Rex apologized.  "I went way out of line.  Just forget everything I said and I'll feed you all the food you could want.  I won't even say another word.  Starting... now!"

	Brian took his seat while Rex got to work turning on a deep friers.  Minutes later the room was filled with the smells of deep fried foods.  Sitting on a pair of chairs, Brian waited eagerly for the food, but in the corner of his mind, Rex's words continued to keep popping up.  "Jasper loves me for me," thought Brian.  "Right?  I'm more than just a fat fuck toy, aren't I?"

	"You are such a fatass," Rex said to Brian as he put a plate down in front of him.

	"What?" stuttered Brian so lost in through he hadn't been paying attention to what Rex said to him.

	"You want some fries?" asked Rex.

	Brian looked down at the food, all of it full of delicious, heart-clogging grease.  The scent made his mouth overflow with drool.  Looking at it, the words that kept going through his head only got louder.  Normally, seeing a meal like this to help him pack on pounds excited him and made his belly feel empty, but now he just felt empty everywhere and not just his belly.

	"So is that a no on the fries?" asked Rex.

	"I want the fries," Brian said before giving a big sigh.  "And anything else you can deep fry.  Just keep it coming till you run out of oil."

	"If that's what you want," Rex said going back to work frying up food for Brian.

	Grabbing at the chickenstrips, Brian tore into them.  He didn't care that they were still searing hot and burn his tongue.  He bit off a chunk of the chicken munched it up and chased it down with a cup gulp of beer that Rex had left within his reach.  Once he finished a few chicken strips, Brian tried some of the deep fried oreos and they were heavenly.  After eating one, his scooped them into his paws and stuffed as many into his maw as he could fit.  Slowly he chewed them and savored their flavor before swallowing them into his belly.

	"How are you doing?" Rex asked as he added fries to Brian's plate.

	"More," Brian told him.

	"What was that?" asked Rex innocently.

	"More," Brian ordered.  "Bring me more food!"

	"Coming right up," Rex replied with a slight chuckle.  Brian didn't know what he thought was so funny and chugged down the rest of his beer and saw the rest of the case had been put within Brian's reach.


	The rest of the day passed in the blink of an eye and as Brian had commanded, Rex kept bringing him all the fried food he could make till there wasn't enough oil left to cook up one more fry, but what a feast Brian had.  He had ingested about ten gallons of oil that had been cooked into all that food.  His felt hot just to be around, especially his belly.  The chairs Brian parked his rear in had started to bend under his titanic weight his clothes started to get stretched from his bulging belly.  Brian had his head on the table on top of that pillow of a cheek of his and was completely out of it from all the beer he downed.

	"You sure are a piece of work," commented Rex.  "So how do you feel?"

	"Oh, my stomach is full to bursting, but I still feel so empty inside," Brian answered drunkenly.

	"Why do you feel empty?" asked Rex.

	"How would you feel, if you don't have any idea how the man of your dreams feels about you and it's driving you up the wall wanting to know?  I waited here stuffing my fat face like he wanted and he never even took a second to come up.  Why's that?  Am I still not fat enough for you, Jas?  Huh?  You want me fat as a whale?  Just give it a bit and I'll get fat as a whale."

	"Brian," Rex told him.  "You're drunk.  You don't know what you're saying.  Of course Jasper loves you.  I mean, he'd be a fool not to.  I know if I was in his place I wouldn't ever take you for granted.  Every day with you would be a present.  Speaking of which, I did manage to finish this for you once all the oil was used up and you were busy binging."  He held out a red collar just like he said he'd make for him.  "Just like you wanted."

	"What I wanted?" Brian asked still barely sure what was going on with his drunk he was.  "Who says I ever got what I wanted.  I don't know what I want.  What I want?  Hey, what do I want?"

	"Some rest for now and something for the hangover you're going to feel tomorrow, I'm sure," Rex said leading Brian to a bedroom with a king-sized bed.  He helped him onto it, not bothering with the blankets.  Rex turned on the collar making it vibrate and soon Brian as it massaged his neck and make his blubbery body jiggle all over.  "Have some pleasant dreams and I'm sure you'll feel much better in the morning."

	"Uh, huh," Brian nodded completely out of it by the time he had got onto the bed.  He just kept nodding till he finally lost consciousness.  Rex left the room right after.

	"Just what is going on here?" Jasper demanded to know, scarring Rex.

	"Woah!" gasped Rex.  "You scared me."

	"That's not all I'll do if you don't explain yourself," growled Jasper.  "I was waiting for Brian for hours.  Didn't you tell him that I wanted to see him?"

	"I did, but he was hungry and one serving led to another and here we are," he explained.

	"Are you sure?" questioned Jasper.  "Are you sure you told him.  Because ever since we talked I've been having doubts.  Just the way you said some things has been making me nervous."

	"I've never been good at saying things," said Rex sadly.  "I must have really let you down."

	"You're doing it again," Jasper accused.  "I don't know what you are playing at, but enough is enough.  Brian and I are going home now quake or no quake."

	"I'm sorry you feel that way," said Rex.  "But Brian had a bit too much to drink and he's out for the night.  It might be best to just rest and resume all this tomorrow."

	Opening the door, Jasper took a look at Brian.  He was surprised by how much his gut was bulging, overly loaded with food and as much as he would have liked to rub it any other time, he didn't feel in the mood to do it right now.  He then noticed the strong scent of beer in the air and knew Rex was being honest with that at least.

	"Fine, we'll stay here for the night, but we're leaving tomorrow," Jasper decided.

	"Ok, you can take the room next to Brian's if you'd like," offered Rex.

	"I intend to," Jasper replied glaring at him.  He opened the door and took a look inside.  Just like Brian's room it was a large bed with a lamp on a nightstand beside the bed and a closet.  Closing the door, Jasper was in total darkness.  As his eyes adjusted he walked carefully to the bed and climbed in.

	"Goodnight," Rex said from behind the door.

	"Goodnight," huffed Jasper putting the pillow over his head.


	"I remember this place," Brian said to himself as he looked around an all too familiar room that was white all over save for a red door.  Brian looked himself over and marveled at his fat figure.  "Been ages since I was here, but whenever I was confused, having this dream seemed to help things make sense.  So, what am I going to binge on today?"

	Brian heard a sound by the door and turned to watch it open.  He watched with intrigue as something was coming in.  Something like this had never happened before.  "No food for you today," came a voice that was the same as Brian's.

	"Who's there?" asked Brian feeling nervous.

	"Like you don't know," chuckled the voice as the one it was attached to came through the door.  It was Brian, or at least a figure that resembled him before he started gaining and was covered entirely in black fur.  "I'm you.  Well, at least a part of you."

	"Well, things have been going crazy as of late and I don't know what to do," said Brian.  "Since I'm in here then this must be something new I've got to work on.  Well, what is it?"

	"Nothing new you've got to learn," the black Brian explained.  "You've just got to make a choice.  It's a simple one.  Like choosing 'yes' or 'no.'"

	"It can't be that simple," countered Brian.  "What is the question?"

	"Do you love?" he told him.  "Can't be more simple than that."

	"Do I love who?" asked Brian.  "Who is the question referring to?  Jasper?  Myself?  Who?  Rex?"

	"It's not a question about who you love," he explained.  "It's a question of whether or not you are able to love?  When you are with them, do you feel love for others or do you crave attention from them?  Understand?  Simple as that."

	"And dumb," stated Brian.  "Of course I love.  I love a lot of things.  I love Jasper because he helped me learn to love myself.  And after that I've fallen even more in love with him."

	"Is that it or do you love the attention he's given to you?" he countered.  "Or does it not matter so long as you get this kind of attention from anyone?"

	"That's nonsense!" snapped Brian.  "I could never feel the way I do about Jasper to anyone else.  It isn't because I desire attention."

	"How can you say that when Jasper's the only one you've been with?" the black Brian asked.  "Until you have been with someone else, you can't."

	"Then I have to be with someone else to know for sure?" asked Brian.

	"Bingo," chuckled the black one poking at Brian's belly and leaving a black spot on there.  "I look forward to seeing what you learn about us."

	"What do you mean?" asked Brian as his black incarnation took his leave laughing evilly.  "What's with this black spot on me?  What's going to happen?  Tell me!"

	The dream came to an end.  Brian work up with a pounding headache.  It was a new day.