It does not take too long before the waiter starts bringing your order,and you can't help but rub your hands as you see the feast you got yourself,there were burgers,chicken wings,bbq ribs and chili fires as well as multiple other greasy delicacies, not to mention the multiple kegs of beer that the waiter had to put on the floor
You immediately start pigging out,not even bothering with cutlery,you would grab whatever foodstuff was closer to you and shove it in your maw,your face soon being covered by grease and sauces,the entire bar was filled with your gluttonous voices as you glutted away,the other patrons looking at you with a mix of awe and disgust,but you did not care about how you looked like,in fact,you were loving the attention,your leather jock already tenting,precum staining it as it dribbled into the floor,mixing with the growing puddle of sweat under you
At some point during your feast to fart,your flatulence easily overtaking the whole bar,many of the patrons beginning covering their noses as you hotboxed the Ursa Major, “What's with those faces?” you asked between bites of a greasy hot dog “this is how a REAL man smells like”
Soon enough the food was gone,your table filled with dirty used plates,you burp loudly as you rubbed your stuffed belly,leaving handprint stains on its surface,”Now that was a good aperitive,but now i'm ready for the main course”
You easily lift one of the beer kegs,and after opening it,you dunk your bottle of wishing soda into it,twoing the bottle away,you shake the keg like it was just a light can of beer,before beginning to chug it like it was nothing,glowing blue liquid dripping from your mouth,it takes quite a lot of willpower to not just finish the whole thing in one go,but as the magic of the powder made your body tingle,you wondered what you could wish,you look at the scrawny waiter,imagining how he would look if he was 500 pounds heavier,perhaps you could start whit that,or maybe one of the other patrons?
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