"Well Mrs. Espinosa," Elliot smiled, handing her friend a coffee and sitting down opposite her, "I must say, that is some damn fine work."
Carla grinned, taking a sip, "You didn't do too badly yourself Ms. Reid."
"Did you see the way their bellies were bouncing off of each other when they hugged?"
J.D and Turk would be shocked, but this was the reason that Elliot and Carla had finally bonded. Their icy relationship had thawed when they caught each other checking out a chunky intern's butt. Soon they were confiding in each other, sharing fantasies and preferences. They had both dreamed of fattening someone up, but had agreed that they would wait until they were in a committed relationship. With Carla and Turk's wedding, and J.D and Elliot getting back together, they had finally decided it was time to put their plans into action.
"J.D looks like he swallowed a basketball." Carla laughed, "It's hard to believe he was so skinny just two weeks ago."
"I know, those pills are something else." Elliot said, picking at a muffin she'd gotten for herself.
"I slipped two into Turk's champagne, and I swear he ate about six slices of wedding cake. Bust the button right off his tuxedo pants."
"I told J.D they were vitamins, he's been taking two a day ever since."
Carla's eyes gleamed. "That's genius. I had to sneak them to him in his drinks. Aside from that, it was easy. Breakfast buffets, 24 hour room service, he was popping out of his swim trunks by Friday. Luckily there was a nudist beach 5 minutes away."
Elliot licked her lips. "Man I would have killed to see that."
"Oh don't worry, I had my camera. It was hilarious, seeing all these perky breasts and tight abs, and then Turk's flabby ass bobbing around in the waves."
They laughed, before Carla continued. "Still, even when he was stuffing his face with his eighth plate of seafood, if I stopped eating, he'd suddenly get all concerned and self-conscious."
"Ugh, I know, J.D was the same. I probably eaten twice as much as I would normally over the last two weeks. I've had to go running every morning just to keep the weight off."
"I wasn't so lucky," Carla grimaced, lifting up her tank top and showing off a small potbelly, "And my ass is even bigger. Nowhere to work out at out resort. In fairness, that's partly why I chose it."
"If you want, I'll be working out again tomorrow." Elliot offered, sipping her latte.
"I might just have to." Carla smiled, "As long as Turk can't come with us."
"Just hide one of his running shoes, he'll be too lazy to look for it."
They sat in happy silence for a few minutes. Then Elliot frowned. "You don't think they suspect do you? Now they're together, won't they notice what's happened?"
***
J.D and Turk sat in KFC, both having gone for a Family-sized bucket of Original Recipe with Coleslaw. Each was about halfway through, grease and crumbs staining their faces and hands. J.D's stomach was crammed awkwardly against the table, while Turk was perched uncomfortably, balancing his massive butt on a single vinyl chair.
Suddenly a look of realization crossed J.D's face. "Turk..."
Turk looked up, he's cheeks bulging with chicken. "Whuh?"
"I just realized something," J.D paused to sip his soda, "We've got free refills."
"Sweet!"
They high-fived and went back to eating.
***
"I doubt it." Carla shrugged. "Do you think we should tell them?"
Elliot bit her lip. "I don't know. It's so cute when J.D tries to suck in his gut, or stands on the scales looking all confused."
Carla nodded. "Turk insists the laundry service was shrinking his clothes."
Elliot finished the last of her muffin, "Then let's just keep them in the dark, for now at least."
Carla smiled and got up, heading for the door. Her thong was clearly visible through her stretched cotton shorts.
Elliot gasped. "Wow, your ass is bigger."
"Shut up!" Carla laughed, waggling her butt a little and slapping it. "Turk seems to like it anyway."
***
They got back from the airport and both couples retired to their respective bedrooms. After two hours, both guys emerged, tired but hungry. Carla ordered some pizzas while Elliot made up a few bowls of snacks to tide them over. Four large pizzas and three dozen hot wings disappeared within an hour and a half. Turk and J.D were stuffed to the gills, while even Elliot and Carla were feeling over full.
Turk and J.D lay slumped asleep on the couch, big bellies in full view as their shirts had ridden up. Turk's bulging stomach was dwarfed by J.D's pale beach ball, but both were equally swollen.
Carla and Elliot sat up at the breakfast bar, nursing glasses of wine and rubbing their slightly swollen stomachs.
"Now I really need to start working out." Carla moaned, letting out a little burp.
Elliot nodded. "It'll be great, you'll see. I started getting a real runner's high. I'm thinking about starting some weight training."
Carla sighed. "Still, it's kind of nice letting go a little. I can understand why the guys like it so much."
Elliot patted her stomach. "Hmmmm... Maybe."
***
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