It was my brother’s first day back at the office with his team. He texted me in the afternoon, saying they’d had a welcome back lunch with those catered box lunches. A few people didn’t show up, and somehow they got extra lunches too, so in total there were about 7 extra lunches that would go uneaten.
“I didn’t want them to go to waste, so I asked my boss what I should do with them” he texted. “He said I look like a growing boy who needs an extra meal or two. I ended up eating all of them while the other guys in the office just marveled at how much food I can fit in this tank. A couple of them want to go to dinner and see how much I can eat. They said they’d pay for whatever I want as long as it makes it into this gut.”
Not many people know that I have an older brother. That’s probably because these days he’s really more of a pet pig for dad and me. He dropped out of college after freshman year, but not before taking full advantage of the all you can eat meal plan. When he showed up at our front door 50 pounds heavier with some excuse about college being too difficult, dad said that if his life’s goal was to be a dumb, lazy pig then that’s just what he’ll be.
My brother and I used to share a room, but dad didn’t think he’d feel like he’s being punished if he got his room back so he moved my brother into the basement. He gave him a mattress to sleep on, and a TV so he could play video games (my dad isn’t completely heartless).
The real punishment however was the pig trough dad installed. He was serious about treating my bro like a lazy hog, and insisted that all his meals be fed to him that way. The first day he refused, but we all knew that eventually his hunger would betray him.
Soon, his punishment became a lifestyle. My brother has become the fat pig that dad knew he was deep down. His sole focus is eating to fill his belly, and I’m not surprised anymore when I walk downstairs and find him waiting on all fours by his pig trough, waiting impatiently for his next meal.
Chapter 59 is almost finished, I’m struggling not to hate it though. Like almost every chapter in YITM, it feels rushed to me. Oooooh well though, that’s what the final editing is for, I guess.
