Breakfast soon becomes second breakfast, than third...

Sitting down at the table once breakfast was ready, the couple began to eat. Digging into hashbrowns and eggs and an entire loaf worth of toast, the two chewed and bit down on whatever they could get their hands on. Smiling to each other as they dug into their breakfasts, the two ate enough to feed several people in one sitting. By the time Peter had reached for something else to eat, he and MJ were a little surprised to find it was all picked clean. Leaning back in their chairs, the two sighed and rubbed their stomachs, finding that even now they were still hungry.

"You were right Tiger, everything did taste better."

"Yeah, shame its all gone." Rubbing his stomach, he found it still growled to be filled, looking down he found his stomach had bloated somewhat, giving him a light paunch, the symbiote he wore compensating for the added volume by stretching his clothes to match. Looking over to MJ, she too had a bit of a belly showing. Looking over at his girlfriend, he started picturing her larger than she was already, fantasizing her with breasts the size of her head, hips wider than her shoulders and thighs so meaty they would have been as thick as she was when she was slim, her belly a soft gut that hung slightly and her rear was a shelf of meat that swayed inviting. The mental image was causing him to tent the front of his jeans.

"Say, care for seconds?"

"Hmm, sure Pete, better make it quick because I'm still really hungry."

Watching her man get up to open the cupboards, MJ couldn't help herself from licking her lips at the sight of his gut or how tight his jeans looked on him. Her mind wandering to him getting larger and bulkier, being this proverbial fat bear of a man cooking her food. Her wild imagination causing her to squirm and rub her stomach further, not only in hunger but arousal.

20 minutes of impatient waiting and anticipation, Peter cooked away at making more food for their extended breakfast, even going so far as to open cans of soup and fry up some of the lunch meats. Unable to keep waiting, MJ plucked at a tray of apples on the counter, watching Peter cook and loosing track of time again when she reached for another and found the tray empty. Eventually the two sat down for their second breakfast and dove in as soon as the table was set. In the span of minutes they finished off the rest of the eggs, another loaf of bread worth of toast, all the milk, orange juice, lunch meats and enough soup to feed 8 people. And yet the couple were ever hungry, oblivious to how their stomachs continued to bloat more full with their meals, or how their thighs grew meatier.

Their clothes grew with them, preventing them from realizing they had each packed on at least 40 pounds each from their meals, and yet they continued still. Guzzling down their soups last, by the time they dropped the mixing bowls Peter used to serve them, their table was picked clean and empty again, and their stomachs still growled for more.

"Damn, would have thought that would do it." Groaned Peter, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his stomach to calm it down. The man looking rather larger than when he started. "Let me see if there's more to make."

"Sit down Tiger." Chuckled MJ, getting u from her seat and pushing her chair out of the way. "It's my turn to make something."

Going to the kitchen counter, MJ opened cupboards and pulled out whatever there was to eat, no longer caring what it was so long as it was edible. While she cooked away, Peter caught himself leering at her rear, finding that it had grown some to the point that it was now an ample peach that looked ripe and inviting to bite into. When she turned, he spotted that her breasts had also grown, swaying slightly as they were contained by the tight tube top. Licking his lips, he shook his head and waited impatiently for his lover to finish cooking.

When she had returned to the table with more plates of food, the two never batted an eye that they were eating dinner for breakfast. Immediately digging into pasta, cooked potatoes, ground beef and anything else they hadn't eaten this morning. And all the while they ate, they grew, almost instantly the added mass being put into their frames, and they couldn't stop, it all tasted so good, so much better than before.

But in their third breakfast, so lost as they were, by the time they both reached for the last chicken drumstick and their fingers met, it finally snapped them out of their meal to find that the meal was gone and the cupboards and refrigerator open and bare.

"Wow... Didn't think I was THAT hungry."

"Yeah, and I'm still hungry." Pouted MJ looking down and forced to look over her now melon sized breasts to see the slope of her demanding stomach. "Hey Tiger, how about we go out to eat?"

"Ooh, that sounds good, lets do it."

Getting up from their seats with a creak from the wooden chairs, the hefty couple made their way to the door and stepped out, eager to get to a cafe or restaurant to eat at, and leaving behind an apartment stripped of anything edible, even the baking flour...