"My favourite buffet, JJ's Western Spread, is run by a big blond bear named JJ - I've always wanted to go and be one of his 'gorging bears', instead of just watching them. This is going to be cool!"
Ormann, not quite up on modern gay slang thanks to spending centuries inside the lamp, wonders what sort of 'bears' inhabit this buffet - but since that's what his new master wants, that's where they'll go. "So, let us go," says Ormann. "Shall I organise transport?"
"Oh no, I've got a car," replies Nathaniel.
The two of them head down to Nathaniel's parking space and the Djinn is intrigued by the car, then appalled when Nathaniel says he has to drive it himself.
"No servants?" asks the Djinn.
"No. Well, aside from you," replies Nathaniel, "and you seem more like a friend than a servant."
"Will you be able to drive when you are stuffed?" asks Ormann. "The sultans usually fell asleep at that stage, and it took a group of man servants to get them back to the palace - unless I helped with a magic carpet."
"Magic carpet? Like in fairy tales?"
"Like this!" says Ormann gesturing, and a small rug, floating an inch or two off the ground, appears beside the car.
"No driving?" asks Nathaniel, incredulous.
"I control it," replies Ormann with a grin. "I can learn to drive too, but the carpet is easier."
"Sure!" replies Nathaniel, rememebering that he has watched stuffed guys at JJ's having to be helped out of the buffet. "Do I just step on?" he asks, coming up beside the rug.
"Sure," replies Ormann. "Or you may sit, or even lie down. The sultans often lay down..."
Nathaniel steps on and says, "Let's go! I feel hungry already."
"Very good," says Ormann. "Now just think about this 'JJ's' and we'll be there."
Nathaniel pictured the front entrance of JJ's, complete with a handsome, fat bear couple waddling up to the door, and Ormann took them there in a twinklin - realising from the vision what 'bear' meant to Nathaniel.
"There are some fat men here," remarked Ormann, looking in through the window as he snapped his fingers and the magic carpet vanished. "But none as big as you will be, if you truly wish to be the size of a Sultan."
"With the appetite of a Sultan!" Nathaniel added. "In this place, it's almost more important how much you eat, then how big you are. As long as you're big to begin with..."
"Are you big enough to be with the bears?" inquired Ormann, looking over the results of his earlier fattening of Nathaniel. Nathaniel looked about the average size of the men in the buffet, but perhaps he'd like to be bigger...
Nathaniel looked down at his newly-acquired gut and considered. "I think," he began...
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