Star walked down the hallway once again, pausing to collect Becky's empty dish. Becky had fallen back to sleep, covered in cheese and looking somewhat larger. Star smiled and patted her head. She then returned to the living room, where Mary...
...was desperately trying to move, for some reason. Mary was in quite a state. She was swinging her pudgy arms back and forth and wiggling her tiny feet, trying like crazy to gain momentum. She wasn't going anywhere, though- only succeeding in jiggling like crazy. Ripples spread out across her enormous belly and ridiculous butt, and her oversized bust bounced up and down in her ludicrously tiny T-Shirt. Sweat coated her massive form and was beginning to form a small puddle on the carpet. Star watched her for a few minutes in confusion and amusement before finally asking, "Mary, what's wrong? Where in the world are you trying to go?"
Huffing and puffing, Mary answered, "I'm so hungry!!"
Star looked at her in amazement. Mary had cleared all three dishes of pasta completely. They looked like they had just come out of the dishwasher. Luckily, there was a contingency plan for this; a stash of snacks stored near the couch in a big cardboard box. Star retrieved it and put a few bags of chips within easy reach of Mary's flabby arms while she went back into the kitchen to prepare some emergency rations for the enormous little girl.
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