Nekoni Lunch

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Quinira always eagerly waited for that bell every day.  It was when all the students would come poring in, practically pressing their watering mouths against the glass of her cafeteria display, eagerly awaiting her latest creations.  It was a good life for a nekoni lunch lady at Perlinor High School.

"Here they come," the culinary artist said as she adjusted the blanket sized apron that still did little to cover her thick, plush figure.

Within moments, the caffeteria was filled with students who all made a beeline for the line.  As usual, not a single one even thought to bring their own lunch.  The idea of passing up her cooking was unthinkable.

"Now now, don't push please, plenty for everyone," she said as she worked quickly to serve up her hearty stew and bread to everyone as they came by.  Eventually everyone had gotten their portion and were happily eating.  With that, Quinira served up a nice large bowl for herself and sat in her little cubby in the back to enjoy her own lunch.

Leaning back to rub her soft belly for a moment, she could hear the students dispersing having finished lunch.

"Time to clean up," she said as she headed out to collect the dishes and clean off the tables, smiling in satisfaction as every one was picked clean...well, almost all of them.

"What's this now?" she said walking over to one table in the corner.  There she found a bowl that had been picked at a little but a good amount was still left in it.  The bread was also merely nibbled at.

"Was someone not hungry?  Or maybe they didn't like it but didn't want to say anything?  Poor dear, can't have students going without a good meal.  I'll have to keep an eye out," she said as she continued her work.

.................

The next day, Quinira cooked up some delicious pizzas for the students and she'd be sure to keep an eye out for anyone who was having trouble finishing.  Nourishment was important to growing bodies after all.  The bell went off yet again and in no time, the caffeteria was filled with hungry students salivating at the smell that wafted through the large room.

After dishing up everyone's meal, this time Quinira made it a point to keep the room in sight as she ate her own lunch.  Was there a nibbler in the room?  Sure enough, over in that very same corner as yesterday was a small girl who seemed to be making all effort to be inconspicuous to everyone else as she occassionally took laboured bites from her lunch but just didn't seem as into it as everyone else.

"Oh dear, is she okay?" Quinira wondered as she continued to observe.

Eventually, everyone finished and headed outside to enjoy the rest of lunch break.  That one girl was the slowest to pack up her things and begin to leave.  As she walked towards the door, Quinira stepped out to meet her.

"Hello sweetie, how are you today?" she asked.

"Oh...uh hi Miss Quinira," she said timidly.

"I couldn't help but notice you've hardly been touching your lunch.  Are you feeling okay?  Do you not like it?" Quinira asked, trying not to be too prying but her motherly nature just wouldn't let her simply walk away from the matter.

"Oh no, it's not that.  It's delicious and I really wish I could finish it.  I just never could work up the appetite to.  I guess it's because my family's always been kinda poor and we had to learn to scrimp," she explained.

"Oh that's no good.  You never have to worry about that here.  I've always got lots for everybody," she said putting her plump, furry hand on her shoulder comfortingly.

"I know, it's just a hard habit to break..." she replied.

"What's your name dear?" Quinira asked.

"Sasha," the girl answered.

"Hmm...maybe I can help if you'd like.  We nekoni always had ways to help people unable to properly indulge themselves.  If you'd like to come here after school, I can help.  You don't want to undernourish that growing body of yours."

Sasha looked surprised at the offer but actually gave Quinira a small smile as she nodded and headed out.

...................

The day went on as Quinira cleaned up the eating area and the kitchen and made all suitable preparations for tomorrow's lunch, she wondered if Sasha really would show up after school.

"Miss Quinira?" came a soft voice echoing through the cafeteria.

"Oh you came!" she said excitedly as she bounded out of the door to invite her into the back, "So do you know much about us nekoni?"

"Um...they say you're mamano of gluttony and that's why you're such great cooks," Sasha said unsure of where Quinira was going with this.

"That's right, but tell me, what do you think of us?" she asked as she pulled up chairs for the two of them to continue chatting.

"I...well...your food is good," Sasha said nervously.

"Is that all?" Quinira replied teasingly.  She knew Sasha wasn't telling the whole story but wanted to hear it from her.

Sasha blushed and looked away.

"You know you can tell me.  It's not healthy to hold your real feelings in," Quinira encouraged.

"Okay...I think you're beautiful!  I've always been small and shy...nobody ever noticed me until you."

"You wish you could be more like me?  Big and soft, impossible to ignore?" Quinira said rubbing a hand over her side for emphasis.

Sasha nodded seeing there was no hiding it from a mamano who can sense desire quite strongly.

"You don't have to wish you know," Quinira said getting up and walking to the fridge.

"What do you mean?" Sasha asked curiously as Quinira emerged with a white cardboard box in her hand.

"You've been honest with me so now it's time I was with you.  I didn't just take this job because I love to cook.  I also have been looking for people who share our love for indulgence and now I'm so happy I found one," Quinira said as she placed the box on the table next to them and unwrapped it, removing the lid to reveal a bright red and white cake inside.  The smell of it alone made Sasha's eyes widen.

"Is that..." Sasha said surprised.

"It is, nekoni soul cake, made by me.  If this is what you really want, please help yourself."

Sasha looked at the tempting treat having to restrain her tongue from hanging from her mouth lazily just to get a taste of the air around it.  For a moment she was nervous of what people would think...but her stomach began to angrily roar in protest at her hesitation.  It was tired of having to hold back!  It was ordering her to take it and think no further on it!  She took the fork nearby on the counter and took her first bite, nearly dropping the fork the instant it hit her tongue.  Her mouth never felt such pleasure in her life.  It took some effort just to keep from fainting as the taste near overwhelmed her senses.

"Hmm hmm!" Quinira chuckled, "It has that effect on people.  I've seen hardened warriors weep at the taste of soul cake.  Please, enjoy."

All resisted had long melted away by this point.  The sweet, creamy goodness that filled her mouth seemed to seep into her very brain.  It could think of nothing else than getting this delicious cake into her.  She took bite after bite, near forcing them in as her mouth struggled to keep up until the last one vanished past her hungry lips.  She let out a small hiccup as she leaned back and felt her full stomach.

"Ooh...that felt amazing," she said gasping for air.

"Yes, you've reached your human limit but now the cake should work it's magic in a moment," Quinira said lifting Sasha's shirt, revealing a discolor on her abdomen that began to spread.

"Am I changing?!" she said with surprise and excitement.

"Yes, but now the hard part starts," Quinira said as Sasha's tummy began to visibly ripple before unleashing a monstrous growl.

"Ow!  Suddenly...so hungry!!" she cried out as she clutched the vicious beast that was her stomach.

"Yes, I have something special for that," Quinira said as she looked through her things and produced a small glass looking orb, "We started keeping these around for when we convert people.  The transformation takes lots of calories after all."

She threw it onto the floor and with a bright flash of light, there was suddenly a large banquet table in front of Sasha, every square inch covered with oversized food of all kinds.  Bright, colorful fruit, easily twice the size it normally was, honeyed meat that must have come from truly monstrous animals, cheese wedges one could use as chairs to this very table.

"Oorgh!  Is this all for...me?" Sasha stammered before her stomach protested again at her delaying.  It wanted all of this food in her and it wanted it right now!

Sasha couldn't take it any more as she began to bite into a big, sweet fruit.  She didn't even recognize it but it didn't matter.  Questions weren't going to tame her roaring stomach.  She lost all sense of restraint or poise as she quickly reduced the bowl of fruit to a small pile of pits and cores before moving onto an oversized plate of honeyed ham.  The sticky sweet goodness of it made her stomach incredibly happy and thus the rest of her was drunk on pure bliss as she simply took bites from it, not even bothering to cut slices.  The cheese and bread made nice filler as she continued to stuff herself mindlessly before finally taking a moment as she started to feel a bit full.  That's when she saw the bloated orb that had long pushed aside her skirt and shirt making her look pregnant with a whole litter.

"Ugh...did I really?" she said, her clarity returning to her at least for the moment.

"Oh yes," Quinira said giving it a playful poke, "But you're only half done.  You'll be ready for the rest soon."

Before Sasha could question what she meant, she clutched her swollen middle as it began to churn violently.  The stretched skin began to relax as it seemed to start to recede.  That's when she looked at her hands.  She could see flesh begin to be pumped into them, swelling them thicker and meatier.  Even her fingers began to plump up like straws having food forced through them.

"I'm...I'm growing!" she said as she watched her skin grow redder as though a deep blush were spreading all across her.  The tips of her fingers began to tingle as her nail visibly grew longer and hardened into claws.  The skin on her arms began to shiver into goosebumps as soft, orange fur sprouted and spread all the way to her elbows.  She knew what was next when she felt the fullness in her belly start to spread to her chest.  She cupped her small breasts in her hands as they began to rise like soft, sweet pastries in her paw like hands.

"Ooh!  I've always wanted them bigger!" she said excitedly as her shirt struggled to contain the blossoming flesh before finally tearing down the middle, exposing her impressive cleavage to the world.  The hefty breasts came to a stop just as they approached the size of her very head.  She hugged them lovingly as she continued to savor the changes until her stomach began to grow restless once again.

"I envy you.  That first gorge is always the most intense," Quirina said proudly as she watched her protege resume her feasting.  Her stomach didn't even waste time growing full as the mass of her intake began to visibly force her hips outwards and swell up her posterior to a size that could accomodate children riding on it.  More orange fur began to spread over her engorging legs as they grew thicker and more bestial.  A thick long tail tore the remnants of her skirt away as it snaked down her swelling lower body.  Her changes finally nearing completion, her stomach simply retained the last few courses, growing soft and round like a ball as she finally sat back and let a cute burp echo through the caffeteria.

"Ooh!  Wow!  I've never felt like this before!" the new nekoni said feeling herself all over, "Tee hee!  I'm so soft and huggy!"

She tried to stand but near lost her balance and fell over as her viewpoint rose higher than she'd ever imagined.  She stood over a foot taller than before, just short of Quinira's own height.

"Welcome sister," Quinira said.

"Oh, Quinira...thank you so much!" she said as she lept into her arms, hugging her fiercely.

"Oh, it's just what we do.  We simply must have dinner again some time," Quinira said with a smile as she found the new Nekoni some clothes to wear and sent her out, now relishing the stares she drew.