5:58... 5:59... Aaaand… 6:00 o' clock! The party, has officially begun. Red strode around the room one last time to ensure that everything was in position before everyone started arriving. His special green tablecloth was out, green plastic cups were stacked behind at least ten different varieties of soda, neatly arranged on the counter. Green balloons littered the ceiling, and green confetti shimmered on what might've been every surface in the apartment.
And on the island bar in the kitchen were the snacks… nacho bathed in gooey cheese, bacon, and jalapeño slices. Cupcakes topped with green icing on a pastry tree. Poppers, mozzarella sticks, waffles fries, all packed onto dishes sat steaming enticingly. And the cherry on top, a pot on the stove brimming with freshly stewed corned beef and cabbage; vinegar sitting to the side. Lord, Red seriously loved Saint Patrick's day.
And last but not least, music was poised and ready to play. Red took step back, admiring his work. Especially the food. The hardy aroma's of the night's provisions held tightly to Red's nostrils… BEGGING for attention. It took quite a bit of self control to resist the urge to start munching away before the guests arrived.
"Just a bit longer…" Red said to himself; holding his hands to his stomach, which bulged handsomely from underneath of the relatively miniscule shirt. Red gazed down and smiled a little, admiring his own size, accentuated by the outgrown shirt. He took hold of his underbelly, lifted it up a few inches, and let gravity heave it back into it's place, wobbling as it did so. "I'm fat." Red said plainly to himself, his smile widening a bit more. He hadn't a clue what it was about his weight that made him love it so much… want to keep it, to grow it, to show it off… He looked up and over to the food, and daydreamed about how he would tare into it with a carnivorous vigor the moment he had the opportunity; stuffing himself with generous helpings off every dish. And most importantly; how much of it he'd keep with him in the form of more adipose around his body…
Red was abruptly yanked from his fantasies at the soft yet firm knock at the door. His smile widened larger then ever, and his eyes beamed merrily as he moved quickly to the door, savoring the feeling of his gut and thighs quivering with every step he took. He placed his fingers around the doorknob, readjusted his shirt to ensure that it was symmetrical across his belly, and finished by fastening a bulbous green top hat between his ears. He took a deep breath;
"Party time."


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So yay here's a good-ish kind of image and a blurb in commemoration of St. Patty's day! I apologize to my request holders, they;re being worked on still. Just wanted to do SOMETHIN' for today.

And I just want to say how much fun I had with my green wig lol