It's all too much!

At first, it's as if you're in heaven, greedily gobbling down the array of tasty food. After awhile though, you start to slow down, there's no way that you could go on eating like this and still fit into your tight little outfits. With a tremendous sigh, you look down at your mostly finished plate, before pushing it away. "That might have been the most delicious meal I've ever had."

Gus and his wife perk up their ears at that, though they still seem to be greedily munching away. "Plenty more, eat, eat!" Gus goads, but you politely decline, shaking your head. "I'd love to, but I'm afraid I couldn't eat another bite." You can't be certain, but it almost looks like your hosts seem disappointed. Surely it's nothing, they do have weird looking faces anyway. At least his wife seems pleased that you enjoyed her cooking. It's hard to believe someone with such pudgy little fingers could be such a good chef!

Leaning back in your chair, you sigh happily, quite content with your appetite sated. After roughly fifteen minutes of waiting, (and a rather tremendous belch) your host pushed his chair back from the table as well. "Food good, can go see Big Daddy now."
Whoever this Big Daddy is, the pigs sure seem to appreciate his presence. That begs the question, who would be living with talking pigs in the middle of the woods?

"I'd like that," you reply with a simple smile, not mentioning your suspicions about their beloved mentor. "Big Daddy like you, real pretty." His wife nodded happily, it seems that she's finished as well. Also, it looks like there isn't much food left, it's almost as if the three of you devoured everything. Of course, that left quite a mess on the table, and for just a moment, you feel bad for the Missus having to clean it all up by herself. The curvy sow is already beginning the task, while her husband waits eagerly for your next words. "We go now?"