The quiet little bed and breakfast wasn't expecting two barely dressed girls and their boy-toy to show up. When one of the girls managed to ask for a table between giggles, the waitress was too stunned to argue and just sat them down at secluded table away from the other customers. Their orders were placed, and Jim couldn't help smirking when the girls each ordered the largest breakfast platters, much more than they could eat. Shari even when for a milkshake.
"So Jimmy." Shari could be identified by her shirt "What do you say we go to the beach?"
Shara scooted once more closer to Jim, acting like he didn't notice. The little circular table had started evenly distributed, but both girls had moved closer to Jim whenever he was distracted by the other twin.
"Yeah!" Shara pumped her sleek arm in the air. "The beach!" Jim watched her erect nipple bounce inside her shirt. The thought of the twins trying on swim suits and prancing around the beach nearly naked danced through his head.
Food arrived. A steaming plate of everything breakfast for each girl, and some french toast and eggs for Jim. The girls immediately began to eat. Shari had already slurped down her milkshake. Sharon would have been full with just a whole one of those.
"The beach sounds fun." but Jim was ignored. The twins were having too much fun stuffing themselves with pancakes.
"These are great!" Shara obviously forgetting the conversation. "I could eat another plate!"
And sure enough, by the end of the meal each Sharon-twin had finished her own tray of the "Breakfast Challenge" offered. The meal slain, each girl was inspecting her bulging belly. It was a slight "pot" belly, but the volume of food consumed in the drug addled state was surprisingly large. Jim wondered where all that food would go. If they ate like this all the time, the twins wonderful figures would go to hell in no time.
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