Iris had just watched Jessie gain ten pounds without eating a thing. Now Jessie entered the cafeteria, threw her backpack on the nearest table, and ran to the lunch line. Impatiently she waited, tapping her foot frantically as her stomach continued to groan and squeak.
"You want hamburger or macaroni?" the lunch lady asked.
"Both!" Jessie quickly replied.
The number of girls on the lunch line grew, their stomachs grumbling impatiently, but Jessie stopped to pick up everything she could get her hands on: a salad, soup, an apple, an orange, milk, juice, cookies, a brownie, et cetera. Jessie didn't even pass up on the packets of saltines that sat near the cash register. The cashier, surprised at the load of food presented to her, warned Jessie that she would have to pay double the regular lunch price for all of it. Without even batting an eye Jessie threw down a $10 bill, picked up her and left in a hurry. The cashier turned to the next girl, who to her surprise had just as much on her tray, if not more.
Jessie quickly walked back to the table where Jill was waiting, and while they tried to make conversation, Jessie only made things more difficult by eating all of the time. There was not a second when Jessie's fork was empty. Every moment is seemed, she was clutching a forkful of noodles or taking a big bite out of a piece of fruit. Jessie was a bottomless pit, munching eagerly and clearing her entire tray. Not a crumb was left behind.
As Jessie finally sat back and patted her belly in satisfaction, Iris watched her with increasing wonder from the other side of the room. She had never seen anyone eat so much in one sitting.
The problem was, a lot of girls were walking off of the lunch line with trays stacked high with food. Each one sat down at her usual table and started pigging out, talking through mouthfuls of hamburger and salad to friends who were often doing the same thing. Some just sat silently, eating and eating, while the girls who had brought their lunches or didn't have enough money whined about their continuing hunger or begged friends to share what they had. Iris saw all of this happening, looked at the carrot sticks she was holding in her hand, and wondered whether or not she had missed something this morning.
If she didn't believe it before, Iris knew that girls in her school were getting fatter. She had watched that morning as Jessie, Kelly, and Stacy all plumped up suddenly in English class, and later on in chemistry some of the girls there started to expand. Lots of girls developed rumbling stomachs and complained of severe hunger. They couldn't wait for the lunch bell to ring, and those who carried candy in their pockets quickly exhausted their reserves. Iris couldn't understand what was going on. All of these girls around her were bloating and getting hungry, but she remained normal. What was so special about her?
"Uh, Iris?" Jane cautiously asked, breaking her trance. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, but did you notice what's going on?"
Jane looked around the cafeteria, but saw nothing unusual. Iris explained that everybody was eating a lot, but Jane shrugged it off.
"Who knows? Maybe they're just really hungry." Jane suggested. "Besides, what's wrong with eating a lot?"
Jane quickly took the seat next to her. "I wanted to show you that spell that I told you about yesterday." she chirped, pulling out that big book she had found. "I found it in the library the other day, and I think if we use this spell here, we might be able to grow bigger boobs."
"Jane, none of the spells you've tried so far have done anything to your figure. Why is this one going to work?"
"Look, Negative-Nelly," Jane said. "I know that these spells haven't been working well, but I know that eventually something's got to work. I don't want to be a b-cup forever, so I'm going to keep looking until something actually works. Now, you can either help me, or...what's that smell?" Jane's nose wrinkled as she sniffed the air. "It smells like old fruit in here."
"Oh," Iris groaned, that's just the perfume I'm wearing."
"Why'd you pick that?" Jane puzzled as she moved in closer, sniffing her friend's like a curious puppy. "It smells like potpourri and old ladies."
"It's a long story. Just tell me about the spell now?"
"Okay!" Jane started to explain all of the things that they would need: charms, chemicals, and herbs. All the while Jane was eating her sandwich, taking bite after bite until her speech became an intelligible drawl muffled by mouthfuls of bread and ham. Though Iris had no idea what she was saying, but Jane continued to gurgle and chew her words, pointing out things in the book and taking deep breaths every half-minute. Finally, seeing that only half of the sandwich was left, Jane stuffed it into her mouth, silencing herself fully. Reaching for her bottled water she noticed that Iris was giving her a strange look. Once she had washed down the remains of her sandwich, Jane asked what the matter was.
"Why are you eating so fast? I'm not going to steal your sandwich."
While Iris was talking, however, Jane had moved on to the cookies in her lunch bag. "I don't know...I just...I just felt so hungry all of the sudden." Jane finished the cookies and guzzled down her bottle of water. Now she had no food left, and she looked at Iris's lunch longingly. "Are you going to eat that yogurt?" she inquired.
"Uh, no. You can have it," Iris replied. Quickly, Jane snatched up the yogurt cup and started slurping away as Iris watched in alarm. She looked over Jane's body and was shocked to the that her blouse, so neatly tucked into the waistband of Jane's skirt, was being pulled out by her expanding midsection. Iris heard an all-too-familiar sound, fabric creaking, coming from under the table. Jane's calves were plumping up, and her knee high socks were getting stretched out. Iris could hear the sound of the elastic inside snapping as Jane's legs grew fatter and fatter.
"Are you gonna eat your milk?" Jane asked, her lips covered in yogurt.
