Reese followed Chi along the halls as she lead him back to the dining room. Honestly, every time he traversed these halls they seemed to get longer, and he was a bit short of breath when they finally arrived. At seeing his dinner layed out on the table Reese licked his lips hungrily. He moved quickly to his seat and sat down, ignoring his already undersized clothing as he began devouring a disgusting amount of food.<br/><br/>It seemed like after every meal he ate at this table he was capable of eating more the next time. And thanks to Chi's medicine, which was remarkably still working, he was no longer hindered by stomach pains. He could eat as much as he wanted to, and he intended to. True, when he was getting dressed again after lunch the thought had crossed his mind to cut back a bit on his feeding frenzies, but thoughts like that simply evaporated the moment he smelled Chi's delicious cooking.<br/><br/>After six slices of pizza, a full rack of ribs, two bowls of soup, three baked potatoes, a plate of fish sticks and a glass of milk, Reese reached an entirely different breaking point. He'd been mildly aware that his pants were somehow getting<span style="font-style: italic">even tighter</span>on him as the meal progressed, but he'd underestimated the pressures his bloated belly was putting on them. He must have eaten just one bite too many, because his jean's button just exploded right off.<br/><br/>Reese was surprised with how much force it had behind it, launching nearly to the other side of the room. He looked down, then, at his growing gut. It had weighed down on his zipper and unzipped it by force, then come out from under his shirt and pushed out onto his lap. That was<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>a good sign. There was nothing like a good button pop to let you know you were getting fat.<br/><br/>Still though, his new spare tire distracted the neko for only a moment before his attention was caught again by the scent of food cooked by angels. All fears of weight gain evaporated and he continued attacking the food. Devouring it with a new, free-bellied, determination.