The remote - Claire overhears a girl berating her friend for eating so much greasy food

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The remote - Claire overhears a girl berating her friend for eating so much greasy food

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The trio sat down, eagerly awaiting their meal. Claire was having the time of her life. Just a few short hours ago she had found the remote, and now she had a date with a woman a size she had only ever dreamed of before. What was better was how into everything Isabella was. All Claire had changed was her weight, but Isabella was reciprocating all of her advances. It made her wonder if Isabella had been a little bi before her transformation. Anaya was turning out to be a great new friend too.

True to his word Sal did not keep the girls waiting for long before their pizzas were out. Claire could hardly believe it, but this was some of the best pizza she had ever had. It wasn't too greasy, and the sauce was amazing. The cheese seemed to melt in her mouth, and the toppings were phenomenal.

"Is this stuff great or what?" Anaya asked as she devoured her third slice.

"You weren't kidding. We may have to get even more to go." Isabella said happily, already onto her fourth slice. Claire was about to comment too, but the conversation a few tables over caught her attention.

"You know, pizza really isn't good for you. All that grease is just going to cause acne and bad skin. Not to mention all the weight you'll gain." A beautiful teenage girl with black hair said. She was enjoying a greek salad and preaching to a blonde girl about the same age.

"I don't know Alexis, this place just has the best pizza. I think I'd be happy if I could eat it everyday. You think I should see if they need any help? I could use the extra cash." The blonde said, glancing toward Sal and the back room.

"Why would you want to work here of all places? Besides, you'd have to work around Sal, and he's so old and gross. You could do a lot better Carly" the raven haired girl said as she looked that way as well.

"I think Sal looks alright for his age. Maybe if we were the same age he'd even be a catch." Carly laughed at Alexis's flabbergasted look.

Claire thought about all this. It looked like Alexis could get off her high horse and use a lesson. Carly seemed much more down to earth. What she had said about Sal and the restaurant caught her ear. She had not seen a wedding ring or anything on Sal when they ordered. Perhaps she could make everyone happy. She put some commands in the remote and fired at the two girls.

She watched as Carly's pale skin began to tan, turning to a rich olive tone. Her blonde hair feathered itself, even as it darkened to a shade of ebony. Crow's feet and fine lines decorated her face as she sped through her teens and twenties. During this time it was as if Claire was watching her in fast forward. Carly's arms moved in a blur, the pizza slice she had been eating disappearing down her throat only to be replaced by another on her plate. The cycle continued as more Italian dishes like spaghetti, lasagna and more appeared before her, disappearing into her mouth just as fast. With every bite she was getting fatter. Her arms began jiggling as they moved, now with beefy bingo wings, and dark hairs along her forearms. Her breasts heaved forward, her top barely stretching to contain them as they flopped down onto her growing belly. It was like a dam had burst, her stomach quickly enveloping all available space, slamming into her legs and the table, pushing it back from the force. Her jelly belly soon looked large enough to cover the table if she so chose. Her legs rounded, fat folding over itself as her butt pushed her higher in her seat as it filled with more padding. Carly slowed down, the dishes finally cleared.

"Alesandra, you need to eat more. You're still so thin darling." Carly addressed the girl across from her. Now Alexis was Alessandra, her daughter.

"Yes mama. I'm just trying to save some room for dinner." Alessandra obediently told her mother. She had the same olive skin tone, but had a problem with acne and blackheads. Girls at school were calling her pizza face, knowing her family's business. She was 320 pounds with a wide wobbling gut and thunder thighs. Her mom thought she was still underfed, and needed to pack on more weight if she was going to snag a good man. She was so old fashioned sometimes.

"Give me a kiss my darling Carlotta." Sal said as he delivered a fresh slice from the oven to his wife, faded rings on each of their left ring fingers.

Carlotta had moved to the city from Italy. She was from an old school family with long held traditions. She had met Sal, and helped mold his small pizzeria into one of the most authentic and well know Italian eateries around. Sal had treated her right, and their 25 years of marriage had left the 45 year old with a beautiful daughter, and a well nourished 600 pound body.

  1. Carlotta asks how the girls are enjoying the pizza
  2. A man comes in demanding protection money from Sal and Carlotta
  3. Claire makes changes to more people in the restaurant
  4. As the girls eat Carlotta sees the remote and wonders what it is for
  5. Claire and her group finish their pizza and go to another food place
  6. Eve tries finding the girl with the remote
  7. Something else
  8. Something else

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