The Priest and the Orphan Chapter 3
#3 of The Orphan and the Priest
Henceforth, unless otherwise specified, no gruesome
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When Steven said that he would look into the conpetition, he had meant it. He actually found a restaurant owner who would tutor him to win. The owner was a Lion named Alfred who owned the "best" (never use superlatives you can't quantify) burger place in town. Each night, at 9:00 each night, we went over to Alfred's place.
At first, Steven could only 3 burgers on a good night; but then, Steven started to eat 4 and 5 progressing to about 15 at best. The poor wolf panting and rubbing his stuffed gut to soothe it. He barely could get home that night and he passed out as soon as his head touched the pillow. He was subsequently late for school the next morning.
At school, however, I noticed Steven was getting beaten up more and more by the bullies. But when you won't and/or can't fight, it's hard to fend off bullies. Steven came home with black-eyes, bloody noses, and perhaps cruellest of all, sick from food eating competitions they forced him to have at lunch, forcing him to have three sandwiches for each of them. Then, they would repeatedly punch his soft abdomen, making him nauseous.
Meanwhile, Steven was reaching new proportions. All those stuffing competitions at school gave him an even larger appetite. The buttons on his 42 inch waist shorts popped one day at school after lunch forcing me to bring him another pair, fully embarrassing Steven in front of his classmates. His big, soft, cushion-like belly rested halfway down his thighs when seated.
Then, one day, Steven didn't return home by 4:00, the time he usually home by. At 4:15, however, we recieved the dreadful note.