Not for awhile, no.

Adam waltzed into Tagon's. The casual restaurant was quite familiar to him, being Irving's favorite. The service was slow, the decor was awful, and the seats were a bit cramped for a man of Adam's heroic build and stature. On the other hand, the food was excellent, the prices were reasonable, and the staff made up for their lack of speed with high levels of competence and friendliness. That said staff was mostly composed of attractive young women did not enter into the calculation, a running joke to the contrary between him and Irving notwithstanding. It did, however, factor into Adam's popularity with the staff. As a too-male, he had the right to provide female waitstaff with sex in lieu of tips. Being a gentleman, he provided both, and did so generously.

Joan and Katie were at the Korbs family's usual table, and Adam seated himself with ease despite the inadequate seating due to extensive practice. He leaned over and to kiss first Joan, and then Katie.

"Thank you so much for taking Irving's place, Adam" Joan said.

"Don't mention," Adam said. "I'm always happy to please such lovely ladies as yourselves."

Ever since Adam had entered the restaurant, Katie had been brimming with excitement, trying her best keep herself calm. But she could hold back no longer.

"I'm getting implants!" she burst out.

Adam's head whipped around, and he stared at her. "Come again?" he said, certain he'd misunderstood.

"I'm getting breast implants," the buxom co-ed explained, more controlled now. "I already saw a surgeon to pick a date for the surgery and to choose what implants I wanted; PHRIG, by the way, the new kind that's super-huge. Did you know that they have a software program that gives you an idea of what you'd like after your surgery?"

She pulled out a photo of herself, altered to show a hypothetical "after". Adam gawped at the vision of bustiness presented by the already bosomy Katie enhanced by PHRIG. It was perhaps one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen. It also put him in mind of his rather disturbing fantasy from earlier, far too much for his peace of mind.

Katie grinned at him, too excited to notice his dismay. "So, what do you think?"

Adam was saved from having to respond by the arrival of their waitress, a fresh-faced West Indian girl, who, like most of the staff, was well known to Adam. Her name was Natalie, and she was currently earning a poetry degree on a gymnastics scholarship. Said scholarship was well deserved, if Adam's extensive experience with her VERY limber body could attest.

"Afternoon, Joan, Katie, Adam. What'll it be today?"

(Originally posted to the BE Addventure by Shendude)