Mmm. She does like that, at least.

Then there is sea urchin. It practically vanishes on the tongue.

The exoticness of it thankfully distracts Katie from her increasing fullness.

Miso soup! A bit of a breather. The tofu is super smooth and the seaweed assertively aldente.

Slurp. Slurp. Not her favorite either but in a more, like, neutral way so it's easier to get down. Interestingly the feeling of fullness is a little less excruciating and a little more pleasant than it was the previous two days. She's adapting.

Dessert begins. Chocolate caramel profiteroles.

Mmmmm so sweet. It is a well known fact that humans have a second stomach specifically for dessert. 

It is known! The profiteroles are followed by strawberry mousse.

Katie is once again not a big fan of strawberry but at this point she seeks to finish what she's started.

And the last dessert tonight is apple cobbler.

She's struggling. Breathing heavily. She probably has one of those brief moments of nausea where she needs to sit very still and not talk while her stomach scrambles to make more room. But eventually, she finishes it.

Monoceros pushes away the table between them and leans forward and pets Katie's belly right above the navel. "You're doing great, cupcake."

Hhhhh. Her cheeks turn beet red. "Thank you."

"You're keeping everything down and trying new things and doing your swimming and you're going to get so big and grow me such good pearls."

Hnnnggggggg. She shivers and shudders and squirms. "Really? You think so?"

"I know so. I did a little more tinkering with your samples and I think you're going to have no trouble getting up to three hundred pounds and putting it in all the right places."

Hnnnnnggggggg. "A-and what places would those be?"

"Ass and thighs, zucchini blossom. Tits 'n belly. I can't do much with cankles or chin fat, though some of it's inevitable."

Hhhhnnnnn. "Wonderful. D-double chins are cute though."

"You'll have one. Just not five pounds of one."

"Does that even happen to people?"

"Probably! Nobody I've met."

"Anyways, very glad to know you have high hopes for me, dumpling."

"Hmm, I think I dish that out and don't take it, lollipop."

"U-understood. Sorry. It just came to me. Won't happen again." A twinge of fear in her voice.