She pulled into New Orleans and looked around in awe at the various cajun restaurants. She parked outside of a crab shack and waddled inside. She plopped down on a chair and heard a squeak that she had never heard before. Her jeans and shirt were destroyed and soaked so she had to throw them away. She instead had on sweatpants and a t-shirt that at one point had been too big to walk around in, now they fit like a glove. She rubbed her gut as she sniffed the various spices in the air. Like a hungry wolf, she dug into her dishes. She had ordered a lot of stuff, like crabs, rice, shrimp, French fries, and fried chicken. She felt her abdomen expand as her food baby slowly grew from 3 months to 4 months, to 5 months, etc. She was halfway through with her meal. She had eaten the rice, chicken, and shrimp. By now the entire restaurant was watching as her body only grew and grew. She looked up to see all eyes on her and she turned red. She buried her head in her arms and squeaked "check please." She looked down at her swollen red belly and licked her lips. She was still hungry and wanted more food but people were still staring.
"Do you want a to-go box ma'am?" The waiter said laying the check on the table. She nodded yes. The waiter loaded the food into the foam box and gave it to her. She heaved herself off the chair and waddled out of the restaurant. Her t-shirt slid up her 6-month pregnant belly exposing the numerous stretch marks. As she relaxed in her car she notices her right belly rubbing against her steering wheel. She put the box on top of her belly and opened it up. Immediately she dug in shoving fries and crab legs past her lips until every morsel of food was now in her 9-month pregnant belly. She slowly drove away while pushing her seat back. Tracy after The cajun food:
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