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Within the confines of one McDonl’s, feverish voices barked numbers at one another, as each and every lowblood worker there was currently in the rush to end all rushes. A call had just come in, which wasn’t usually the cause for such concern; in most cases, the employees there probably would have taken as long as conceivably possible to get orders out, but this one was THE call. Every self-respecting greasy spoon would expect The Call at least once in their lives, though any that weren’t prepared for it might not survive it.
As several cooks flipped rows upon rows of burgers, and squads of trolls flocked around the vast deep fryer, nervously waiting for their nuggets and fries to… well, fry , a rumble began to build. First, it was unnoticeable, especially to the workers hyperfocused on the task at hand, but soon, even the windows began to rattle. Eyes grew to the size of yellow dinner plates, and the rush within the restaurant grew into an outright frenzy.
She was close.
A glint heralded the arrival of the Empress, gold shining far off into the horizon beyond the deluxe UltraWide road lanes paved to allow for her to travel freely, though this shine would only grow brighter and brighter as she approached, the moonlight reflecting off of her royal chariot.
Now, Feferi Peixes, the current Empress, didn’t necessarily want to make such a big ostentatious show of her arrival, but… well, whenever she was out and about on land, there was no water to help keep buoyant the massive troll! After all, when you’re about fifteen feet tall, and nearly a thousand times that in pounds, it made it pretty hard to get around, no matter how strong you really were underneath all that gray flab. And, besides , if she was going to have a great big seat to be chauffeured around in, then it ought to be covered in gold and jewels… she did love how they sparkled!
Indeed, her chariot was fashioned like a massive clam’s shell, where she laid on yards and yards of silky, pink-colored waterproof fabric like a huge, soft grey pearl. The top shell hung over her, and two giant, golden wheels rolled like road pavers on either side of her… the true driver of Her Incandescent Clamshariot was closer to the road than she, a troll sitting in a small cab ahead and out of the way of her view. Although Feferi insisted that this be called a chariot, her insistence that neither lusus nor troll pull this thing meant that this was basically a big parade float, as it was powered like any other scuttlebuggy (although THIS had the novelty of a queer choice in transportation facilitation - wheels!).
To many trolls, this would be a symbol to fill them with awe, hope, or some amount of disgust; to the workers who caught sight of it looming ominously on the horizon, this filled them with fear. They hadn’t been expecting The Call , Empress Feferi’s daily order; since becoming Empress, Feferi had become intimately familiar with many perks of rulerdom, one of which was alllll the food she could ever want! Sure, it ended up packing quite a few inches… feet… yards to her waistline, but she was an effective ruler no matter the size, and it was just far too dang fun to revel in the excess~!
Today, she was feeling McDonl’s! As an involved Empress, Feferi rarely enjoyed the opportunity to stay in one place at a time, so she usually just ended up calling the closest one, which always proved hell for the unsuspecting fry cooks that might have wanted to have a little extra time to finish the order… unfortunately, when the Empress says she’s on her way, she’s on her way , and god help the service workers who aren’t able to work fast.
These workers, however, were ready to bleed if it meant not messing up this order. After all, if they forgot something, they’d risk leaving her not fully satisfied… a prospect they didn’t particularly feel like entertaining, so green-tinged buns began to pile up on red trays, the burgers getting stacked into pyramids as they forewent all wrappings; the Empress didn’t want to waste any time unpackaging these bad boys! Although there was no doubt that Feferi was going to scarf all these sandwiches down here, at the restaurant, they weren’t expecting her to stick around for long… the Empress’ appetite was well-known throughout troll society by now.
Bales of steaming hot fries, jugs of soda crackling like electricity, near-cauldrons of sticky sauce by bags and bags stuffed to the brim with blue-tinged nuggets… it was all getting laid out in the front, trolls swiftly laying down their product and scooting off like soldiers preparing for an attack. In a sense, that may have not been an inaccurate term; some of them may not make it to see the break of dawn.
Just about every single scrap of food and drink that the restaurant had stored in the back was swiftly cooked and laid out. Once the Empress was done, they’d no doubt have to close for the day; there was nothing to serve afterwards! For some of the employees, the rest of the day off would be an earned moment of respite; for others, this wasn’t exactly good for business… nonetheless, it wasn’t exactly like they could complain.
The rumble from the chariot’s approach would intensify, growing greater and greater as it approached ever closer… and then the rumble would cease, as it was finally time. The Empress was in the parking lot, gazing eagerly towards the restaurant with a smile… at the very least, this Empress was a whole lot nicer than the last one! One last moment was spent steeling themselves up, before a veritable conveyer belt of uniform-clad trolls began to walk out in a line, each carrying a tray overloaded with greasy, salty fast food stacked tall and balanced precariously. Some employees carried in an off-hand a refreshing drink; others an assload of sauce for Her Dipping Pleasure, all towards the great, wobbly mass of titty and tummy that lounged like a goddess looming over them.
Although those big, shiny eyes peering down through goggles looked sweet and friendly, beneath them was a shiny, makeup-clad maw filled with viciously sharp shark teeth, grinning wickedly between two impossibly-round, pinchable chubby cheeks. She may have been huge as fuck, like a great big beached whale, but she was fast , too; a chubby mitt jangling with chains and brightly-colored bangles shot forth like a barracuda on the strike, swiftly removing each tray held aloft and dumping their contents into her savage-looking mouth.
As mentioned before, this all resembled a conveyor belt; Feferi would take seconds to relieve each worker of their payload, swiftly tucking handfuls of fries and meat away and guzzling soft drinks by the gallon… after all this time as Empress, she was well-versed in packing away troll-sized food in an expedient fashion. Forgoing the lowblood tradition of dipping, the highblood would just fling wads of nuggets into her mouth, then tip the tubs of sauce back as a chaser. Each employee who had their tray taken would shuffle quickly back inside in order to grab another tray, just as quickly filing onto the end of the line as the McDonol’s staff eased into a system of food delivery.
The troll ruler laid on her side as she ate, and, although she was just far too big for her rapid consumption to make an immediate impact on her waistline… after a dozen or so worker loops, Feferi’s dark gray gut (perpetually out on display, as it already required enough soft, slinky black-and-pink fabric to act as a ‘top’ as it was), began to see a firm curve start to form against her jelly-like midsection. Huge gray breasts heaved with each breath, held behind her royal… well, cloak-slash-tank top, she hadn’t yet come up with an appropriate name for the garment yet, but it clung to each tit as they got pushed up from the growing mass of food deep, deep within her.
Since becoming Empress, there was just something so thrilling about that feeling of getting so stuffed… Feferi wasn’t exactly sure why, but she didn’t really spend a whole lot of time psychoanalyzing herself; that was the duty of the Royal Panspectioneers, who she could just cull if they said anything she didn’t like. In any case, she was starting to get full, which was a feeling that grew as the assortment of trays laid out began to shrink. The employees had started to get nervous, panicked gazes shifting back and forth from their dwindling pile of food to the Empress, who was still eating with the same veracity as when she started!
Just as was requested when the order came in, after the main part of the meal was the dessert, and vast amounts of frozen sweets and warm pastries began to file out of the store; the staff was just thankful this order came in before the ice cream machine decided to break! Along with standard sundaes and milkshakes, there were frozen coffees, fried pies, warmed cookies… indeed, every single thing that was stored in the back that was sweet, it came out for the Empress’ enjoyment.
It seemed she was immune to brain freeze, as Feferi continued swallowing frozen treats like she was about to die of a tragic lack of cold milk. The warmth of the pies and cookies intermixing with the cold creaminess… it was a sublime combination, she always loved sweets~! Additionally, the feeling of so much cold cream settling within her dense gut helped offset the hot saltiness from earlier, it was like a hug from the inside…
Of course, nothing good ever lasted forever, and, soon, the Empress would be greeted with no more trays. Just a nervous employee who drew the short straw, informing her that they were done, and that they had no more food… and that they dearly hoped that their beloved Empress was satisfied with their humble service…!
Initially, Fef did look disappointed, frowning slightly (and oh so cutely, as her chubby chin wrinkled against the fat ringing her jaw and neck…), which caused each and every cook at the restaurant to inch towards despair. “Oh… is that it? Huh…” The vast grey troll shifted a bit in place, allowing her massive, bloated tummy to spill out more onto the cushion in front of her… there was definite tautness along the upper curve, she was stuffed , whether or not she wanted to continue scarfing down food.
A large, soft hand idly grazed the side of her vast gut as she thought for a second.. but, much to the exasperated delight of the workers, the huge Empress would offer a warm smile that dimpled her sublimely-soft cheeks. “Well, okay, that’s fair! Thank you all for the wonderful meal, it was abso-LUTELY what I needed to hit the spot~!” For emphasis, Feferi gave the side of her gut a playful plap, before offering a nod towards the employee currently swimming in bliss. “If that’s it, then I guess I’ll just be going… buoyal business, y’know…!”
The worker in front of her gasped in shock, before quickly (and nervously) asking the Empress to wait a moment. Before her chariot could have the opportunity to begin moving, it was halted, and Feferi gazed down at the troll rifling through their pockets with an inquisitive look… of course, this turned into delight, once the employee fished out exactly what they were looking for: a plastic bag holding a toy! Since the Empress had eaten the equivalent of several hundred kids’ meals, it was only fair that she got a toy to go along with them!
Although it was a little piece of colorful plastic, Feferi couldn’t help but be overjoyed! After taking the toy, the fuchsia giggled, before her chariot began to creak; she’d pull herself over the side of the clamshell in order to plant a big, sloppy kiss on the forehead of the employee… who was small enough that this kinda encompassed their whole forehead, but it was appreciated nonetheless, based off of the troll’s nervous titterings and flush spreading across their face.
With that, the chariot’s whirred to life, grumbling as it prepared itself to carry this big bitch around some more… as the wheels finally began to turn, and it started to whisk the fuschia away, Feferi fluttered her eyebrows as she gave a queenly half-wave goodbye to the relieved employees that saw her off.
Several of the trolls there began to find the closest seat to collapse in, as they remained blissfully unaware of the fact that Feferi was planning on returning the next day… after all, the service was just so excellent~!