Melopepo

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This is the story of Magno, a boy who doesn't have a fixed course in life, however, thanks to food, photography and Melopepo, a girl about to become a curvy model, he manages to find a motivation.

Join the story to find out which way it will go!

 

English is not my first language so an apology in advance for any mistakes.

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Chapter 1

 

My name is Magno, I'm 27 years old and I'm a rather average guy, I'm not very tall, but I'm not short either, fat or skinny? like everything in my life I'm pretty average, although it's not something I like, yes, I already said it, it's something very annoying, no matter how much food I eat, I don't gain more than a couple of kilos, but on the contrary if I try to be like my workmates obsessed with the gym and dedicate hours to get tired and full of sweat, I remain the same, maybe more haggard than usual or irritable.

Well, it's not something I can do much about, genetics probably, I try not to think about it too much and better focus on something... "special". Although I finished my photography career some years ago, I never really practiced properly, at least for me, it wasn't something so easy to open a space in a place where cell phones replaced the hands of a specialist, but I'm not complaining.

I am currently a... dishwasher. And yes, I know how it may sound, 27 years old? You're on the verge of 30, you're telling me you just... wash dishes? Heh, indeed I do, but not just any dishwasher, I work at Norte Moi, the third most important restaurant in the whole country. Because, as I said, it's not only famous, it's important, this is where the best culinary students make a stop to launch themselves into the world, "If you haven't cooked here, you're not ready to go out".

At Norte Moi, there are also three kinds of customers; the students, who, as I mentioned, try to learn new flavors or try to introduce themselves to this type of employment, then there are the food critics, these can be from young celebrities whose opinion is important for reasons I do not understand or specialized veterans who are not very nice either, and finally, the "real" customers, those who only come to enjoy the experience, to seek new sensations that flood their palate or simply enjoy a series of dishes without caring about the looks of others, and although they are my favorites, they are also a mystery, Why? What do they do? Who are they? Each one is different, at least for a dishwasher like me, it is in the latter that one finds, "she".

I first saw her when in a fever of pretentious critics the waiters needed extra help, inexperienced service workers like me were assigned to the less troublesome customers, that's when I met her. She was...extremely pretty, her cheeks were bright and round, like two little freshly washed peaches, her hair was long and blonde, with pink tips that although they should stand out, were overshadowed by the noise around her, these curls slid down the coils of her arms and were occasionally interrupted by the curves of her belly. 
She was dressed coolly, in an orange and cream striped tank top and tight jeans, the kind you buy torn.

She wasn't shy, no, she was quite the opposite, incredibly self-confident, she made me smile at her when she leaned her elbows on the table and the skin on her bare forearms wobbled as if she was greeting me without any qualms, it was...adorable...I remember receiving her order and how I wished for the first time to accompany her to eat.

It wasn't little, not "excessive" either as some of my less pleasant companions used to say, but I have to admit it was a bit disappointing that she only ordered a 3 course order and an additional dessert, you know, pasta type soup, a soft steak dish with a side, a seasonal fruit tart and the extra was a chocolate volcano. 

I didn't even have time to see her at the end, as much as I hurried, I didn't even get to see her take a bite, it was one of the most strangely sad things that happened to me, one of those things that you know you don't have to be affected by, but you regret not having done. She asked me...if she'll be back...and if maybe I could make her something that I cook, because...you know, although I'm by no means a professional, I've also learned a little bit from the guys here.

I like making it and, although I enjoy eating it, I like more to see people tasting what I make, I would like to see her again, to be able to offer her something at the risk of her rejecting me though...it doesn't matter! I've made up my mind! Next time I see her again I will definitely make her taste my food!

 

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Capitulo 2 

What you see from the outside

Have you heard the phrase "be careful what you wish for"? Well, something happened with the girl I mentioned, after weeks of not seeing her come into the restaurant, she finally returned, and as always she asked for the minimum expected from that figure, so I had the audacity to give her take-out as a courtesy, (mine of course, the restaurant would fire me if they found out).

I wanted to prepare her a small dessert, a crispy pie filled with caramel apple and one filled with blackberry and cheese, she did not take it badly, but I did not have much chance to say anything to her, because this time I was not asked for support as a waiter and I was locked in the sink, but imagine my surprise when my partner brought a note from her, it did not have a phone number, but it did have her name and a website. "Melopepo" it said in rounded cursive handwriting, quite tender, like all of her, or well, that's what I thought.

As I left my work unit, I quickly started looking for the page on my cell phone, it was strange, I had never come across something like this before, but something in my hands couldn't stop digging. The page was called "Cutie fat" it was full of gorgeous plus size models, I had never seen so many together, it was unexpected that as I slid my finger across the screen I found everything from girls in sexy poses to videos of people feeding others, it took me about half an hour to review and browse before I started spinning things, the girl I saw in the restaurant, the blonde with chubby cheeks and chubby cheeks, was the one who gave me the page and who had her profile on it.

When I got to my apartment, a small space with barely the essentials and whose worn gray and blue color was a clear sign of disinterest of the previous owner, I stopped using my cell phone to go directly to the computer, I was curious and also excited, Melopepo, had a colorful profile, a bright pink adorned with white and yellow stars, the cover was a panoramic photograph, she posed sitting in front of a long table full of desserts and assorted food, as the view was from the side, you could see her big legs thanks to the short and golden shorts she was wearing.

She also had a profile picture, she was eating a caramel apple looking straight at the camera in a fun and dynamic pose, although I must admit I blushed for the time I spent admiring the cleavage of her yellow blouse. Apparently, those were her favorite colors.

I spent some time wandering through her gallery, her experiences and the more short videos and pictures I looked at, the more she caught my attention, and I have to admit, most of the girls in her.... mmm, well, size, aren't very sociable and are amused by repulsive people to the point that they cover themselves with layers of clothing as if they have something to be ashamed of, it was fresh air for me to see a woman like her, smiling effusively in every image, completely relaxed, without any tension in her shoulders and with a posture that screamed "I know who I am and you're not going to stop me". Of course, and while I admit to lingering for more than a few minutes in the section of her in the pool, there was something that caught my attention more, in every picture where she ate she gave the impression of being... exquisitely suggestive.

It was strange, every bite she took of a stuffed roll, made my jaw tense, I imagined the tip of her tongue making contact for the first time with the whipped cream and my tongue moved slightly and a strange satisfaction ran through me. Watching her as with each movement the hanging skin on her arms trembled and her eyes closed letting herself be carried away by the taste of a pastry, surely citrus but also sweet, gave me a feeling of satiety that soothed me but also thrilled me.

So I closed it, closed my laptop and went to throw myself on my bed putting an arm over my eyes and then over my head, I had a lot to think about, a lot to do, I never cared or thought too much about the kind of women that caught my attention nor the ones that aroused my instincts and it's not that I hadn't dated or been with girls before, but I had never experienced something like this, so real and at the same time so fantastic.

I couldn't help but smile with my mouth open in excitement, Melopepo had invited me into a completely different and incredible world, and I was eager to know it.